Oh my Goddddddd....

I TRIED telling my case manager that I am struggling, that I binged and purged last week, that I do not feel well--I am dizzy and nauseous, it's like 60 degrees and I don't want to take my sweatshirt off around people, I'm not sleeping every night, I called my meds evil, any small amount of food is considered a success, and she would NOT listen. She came earlier than expected and I had left my calorie count on a whiteboard on the freakin' fridge for Christ's sake, and she's just like "well it's good that you ate today and you sound a lot less anxious than you have in the past. It sounds like you're working towards some really good goals too."