My parents say I'm looking "gaunt".
It sucks that I can't explain myself and the way I do things because I fear their disaproval or that they'll believe I'm getting an eating disorder.
"We believe you're smart enough to not do that stuff, BUT we believe.."
They're suspicious, I know they are. And it's partly my fault because I'm fearful of having them believe I'm getting an eating disorder because of my habits/way of thinking, and yet that's counter-productive because they're left in the dark and have to assume s**t.
I wish there would be less assuming and more coming straightforward and asking me. Openly SITTING DOWN and discussing this. None of this half-assed discussions, or beating around the bush by using teasing/light questions.
Gahhh. This is awful. We sat down and "talked" (ie they told me their opinion, I stayed mostly silent with my head bobbing.. again, big mistake) but the only thing that came out of it was my realization that I'm not telling them my exact details of dieting, or the 100% honest reason why I won't eat this or that. (Most of the time it's because I don't know how to measure it correctly.)
It's my fault I ended up hurting my dad's feelings, hurting my feelings and bawling about it, and making my mom sit down and try to deal with my dad and I after a hard day at work.
I feel like an a*****e.
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