I am a lurker on Psychforums and never really post (in fact, only have twice before!) but I've had the worst week and don't have any other safe outlet. Even as I type I am having to try to be quiet as my fiance is asleep in the room next door and I dont want him to ask what I am doing.
This is part of the main problem- I am incredibly secretive about my thoughts,feelings and ED behaviours. Dont get me wrong, my fiance and family are AMAZING and always want to support me in any way they can... the problem is, I see and feel how much it hurts them that I am hurting. My mum in particular has actually become ill herself because I came clean about how I was feeling and she was so worried. My dad recently said to me 'You should really have fixed yourself by your age' (I'm 28 and have had mental health issues since I was a teenager) I know this statement isnt true.. but I am this horrible feeling that I cannot ever get out of this. I feel like I am too broken.. and what makes it worse is I have no reason to be. I have everything going for me in life.. loving family, a lovely man who wants to marry and start a family together, a decent job, some good friends... and yet I wallow like this. And no amount of therapy or treatment changes anything. Because I havent made the efforts to change my behaviour. Its my fault.
Ugh, I'm sorry.. this is turning into a long post. If you've made it this far, thank you

This week has been awful. I've lied to almost everyone I care about. Please try hard not to judge me on the choices ive made this week.. I've been feeling very very low and have been harming myself by using laxatives.. this has meant I have been outwardly ill and my fiance has obviously noticed this- so I've lied and told him I had a stomach bug. Equally, I've told the same story to my mum and boss. Oh god, even typing that.. I feel like such bitch. I will probably delete this so I can keep living in denial. As you can imagine, this week I have felt progressively worse with guilt and depression but now its got to the point where I have taken all week off work and can't fathom ever going back. I would go to see the GP and come clean..but all they can do is sign me off work with depression but I did exactly this one year ago and had 3 weeks off work then. Ive also taken copius amounts of days off here and there over the years. Work must be contemplating how to get rid of me by now.
Im seeing my psychologist this afternoon and im going to try very hard to be honest with him... but its so hard when I fear disapproval and judgement so much. I know its his job, but.. well,you know.
Also,another reason I cant talk to my fiance is because he has said if things get worse i.e i lose more weight (I have) or feel suicidal (I have been) then we will have to postpone the wedding and he'd want me to go and live with my family. In short, i think he would start to contemplate our relationship. I know my health comes first.. but without him, I really dont have any reason to live anymore.
I'll stop now. Thanks for offering me the space and if you finsihed reading this, you are an angel

x