I told my two best friends that i think i need help and that i thought i was borderline anorexic. the first one laughed and said that it was okay, then she turned the conversation to herself. like i don’t even matter. she turned to my other friend and said ‘i cut myself the other day after not doing it for so long.’ i wanted to turn to her and say ‘yeah, well i contemplate suicide every night and you ignoring my problems because you think all anyone ever cares about is you. thanks for letting me know you want me to stay here.’
the second person i told was a lot easier to talk to. she just sat and listened and didn’t say anything until i brought up the anorexia. she just looked at me and said what. i understood her reaction because i don’t really fit the category of skin and bones, but i told her how i can go days without eating and i don’t even care. she asked if i wanted to go to the counselor, and i do but i don’t know how to talk to someone about my own problems without feeling like  i’m being conceited and selfish.
I just don’t know what to do anymore.
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Asking for help, getting help, and being enabled to improve yourself in any kind of way is NOT selfish, it’s how good samaritans are made. I cheer you on.