is a nightmare. a lot of times i regret ever telling him but i know him knowing will only help me get better, at least with the ED, maybe not my insecurities.

just now (1:00pm) he was like "well what did you eat for breakfast? oh, yeah, NOTHING, huh? *angry sigh*" .... because he was hungry and couldn't find food to eat.

it makes me feel like a ****ing psycho. he constantly reminds me negatively that yes, i have issues with eating, yes, i dont eat until someone tells ms to usually.... yes..... im a loser/freak/whatever you wanna think.

it's so stressful and it makes me so mad at him when he treats it like im.... i dont know.... not doing the laundry and letting all his clothes stay dirty.... he treats it just like that. an annoyance. a big ****ing annoyance that aimee doesnt eat.