From the age of 15, I've struggled with eating disorders. At 17 I was anorexic and went down 5 1/2 stone, I received outpatient treatment and regained enough weight to function 'normally' in society. I struggled with further studies, training, finding a job and by 26 I only weighed 4 stone. I lived with my mum at this point and was still working (unbelievably) as a teaching assistant. Eventually I ended up seeing a GP and I was sectioned. I spent 3 months in hospital being re-fed via a tube, there was plenty of talk that I could die. After that, I spent a year in a specialised inpatient unit. I feel in many ways this ruined my chances of a career and a decent relationship. Since I've become a parent myself, I don't understand how my mum could have watched me waste to a skeleton and not intervene. It plays on my mind a lot. I've tried to have a conversation with her about it, her response is that I begged her not to get me treatment.
Now she could be ill and I'm struggling to care.