The Doctor Doesn’t Always Know Best
After a couple of long years of medical struggle, my therapist hit a wall and yelled at me that I had an eating disorder and I needed to accept it. She put me on a diet of all the things I hated eating, and told me to not come back to her until a month had passed.
I hated eating the foods on the list not because I had an eating disorder, but because they hurt me. The list included things like acidic foods, high protein foods, and peanuts.
Four months later, I was diagnosed with multiple digestive conditions, had a long list of sensitivities and allergies, got declared disabled, and was gently reprimanded by my doctors for following my therapist’s demand because it caused esophageal bleeding and slight scarring.
My doctor is definitely mad at her for ignoring what was clearly not a mental health thing. I got a new therapist. Story credit: Reddit / fl0wergurl