ugh, parents.

So on Monday I had an appointment with my psychiatrist and my parents, kind of a last appointment for my parents to see him and ask questions before I getmy new psych next month.

Things were fine. Like usual my dad talked to much and barely listened.

Everything was normal until my dad started to talk about my weight. THe jist:

"Lauren's always had a weight problem. She eats when she's happy. She eats when she's sad. She doesn't make the right choices and she needs to learn how to eat right...etc."

I was soo upset I couldn't get a word out to defend myself. My mom did speak up however and said that I was attending groups to help my eating.

OOOOOOOO I am so angry! He has no idea what I eat, how I eat, how I feel, and how what he says affects me. I've never talked to my parents about purging, restricting or over-exercising so I guess I can't really expect them to get it. But still....I feel ashamed and horrible embarrassed that my dad talked about me that way to my psychiatrist in front of my mom and me too.

I don't want to eat anymore. I just want to starve until I am thin. And then he can shut up.