Today during my appointment, my therapist asked me if I am eating. For the past 6 months or so, my issues with depression and anxiety have killed my appetite. I eat at most once a day, if that. I've lost significant weight, but my therapist doesn't know about that, as I haven't been going that long.

Today when I briefly mentioned my eating issues, she seemed kind of shocked, and also asked what I had eaten today, which was nothing at the time of my appt. She was writing notes feverishly.

I've been thinking about her reaction all day. I'm feeling a lot of anxiety that my eating issue is a bigger deal then I think. I feel even worse about this habit, and sort of wish that I had just lied.

I'm not a small person to begin with, so it's not like I have an ed.