I was doing really good today and then a combination of Xanax and therapy really ****ed me over. I told her about the melatonin and the other misuse of medication and she was all like “we have to do something either go to the hospital or give your mom your medication.” And now I have to email her a food log 3 times a week and in the first one I have to write what my plan is with the melatonin. I honestly don’t even remember much of the session now except that I was pissed and out of it most of the time. I told her and she could tell anyways that I was really high from the Xanax and now she probably thinks I’m a drug seeking idiot with an eating disorder.