i told my sister about my eating disorder when i was drunk, which i didn't mean to do and regret now for no other reason than she's trying really hard to make me understand that "food isn't the enemy", which I obviously know. its not that i don't appreciate her concern, it's just since i told her she's been asking me to practise mindfulness. like, what? why? ive been through all that before - it didn't help me. saying 3 things i like about myself isn't going to make me eat more. of course i appreciate her support and her concern but fuck i really dont wanna talk about it. im trying to get better for myself and when people act as though im some form of survivor it pisses me off and really makes me wanna give up. ive told her to forget about it because im doing the best i can by myself right now, but she just won't (for understandable reasons). i don't know what to do about it, i don't really need or want her help. this isn't me tryna seek advice or whatever, i just needed to vent.