Friend or Foe?

This morning, as I was struggling to get ready to start my day, I received a Message on my phone….Apparantly having an Eating Disorder has become “contagious”, and my Friend is afraid she’s going to “catch” it!?! 🙄Seriously?She went on to say that I’m not in a good spot mentally, and therefore the feels that it would be better that she keeps her distance right now…and then went on to say that she’s afraid that MY poor body image will rub off on HER, and she doesn’t need that right now…..Aside from the huge lump in my throat from trying NOT to cry, I also had to bite from my tongue HARD, from lashing out at her total ignorance! Ok, smacking her THRU the phone doesn’t work, lol, but I really wanted to, I can’t lie! 😜An Eating Disorder is NOT contagious. It does NOT “rub” off on you, just like YOUR shallowness of your idea of being a true friend does NOT rub off on ME! 😉Eating Disorders are a PERSONAL manifestation of Trauma, Abuse, and Body Dysmorphia.It’s not something that everyone gets.It’s definately not a contagious Disease!?!UNLESS….you also struggle with your own personal Eating and Food Demon’s.And even THEN, blaming someone else for your own trials and tribulations, perhaps isn’t the right approach? 😐Having an Eating Disorder ALREADY isolates me enough on my OWN. To have someone intentionally isolate me, well, kinda hurts my feelings, and makes me want to stay isolated in my own world!Those of us struggling with an Eating Disorder, just want people to understand WHY we are the way we are.Most of us don’t even KNOW why. We just know we’re different than our friends and family.We have a hard time simply enjoying food to sustain us.We’re NOT doing it for attention, in fact, we’re not doing it for YOU at all!It’s OUR life’s coping mechanism!It’s OUR life that hangs in the balance. NOT yours.All we ask is that you are kind to us.Maybe show a little extra support when you see us using our ED “behaviors “.Maybe just a quick hug or an encouraging word?Shaming us doesn’t really work.De-friending me works for YOU, but now I’m left wondering if we were ever friends. Were we?Come to think of it, you were never really there for me.You never called, never wrote, never even acknowledged that I was rapidly shrinking physically and mentally, and had to go to Treatment. I was scared, hurting, and defeated. Not once did you try to calm my fears or offer to sit with me during a meal. Not once did you visit me, out of fear that your Daughter would see me “like that”, and begin to ask questions. Not once did you return my phone calls or messages.So, maybe this IS for the best?At this point in my life, I need people who truly care about me.NOT people who pretend.