personally - and this is another controversial opinion, based on what was true for me, so please understand I'm stating experience, not fact here - I think anorexia is an addiction. Yes it is a mental illness, yes it comprises of a physical problem too, but the act of starving yourself isn't what is addictive. The feeling of being in control of something is.
An alcoholic controls their environment by changing how they feel about it, by using alcohol. An addict medicates through stress to change how they feel. An anorexic starves to control something and change how they feel, a bulimic purges to control... it's not a superficial 'likes to be in control' it's a searing, endless, utterly compulsive and irrational NEED to control something. I know that for me, being anorexic put me into a mental state where I was literally walking around in a bubble. Yes, I could see other people were upset, and wanted me to eat, and wanted to break through. Yes it was sad that my parents/partner etc didn't like it, but it was like looking through a pane of glass onto another side. Nothing they did/said or suggested could break my cycle of addiction. As long as I continued not to eat, to focus on losing weight and to get high off the control that came when I saw the numbers go down... I was feeding an addiction as powerful and unstoppable as any heroin addicts. And as dangerous.
IMHO - and an opinion is all it is - I overcame anorexia simply because I became willing to quit. Pure and simple. Not 'will you try and eat a bit of breakfast' quit. Not, 'could you have a roll with your soup?' quit, not 'can you maintain a minimum healthy weight' quit. Absoultely, 100% I will not weigh myself, or calorie count or restrict AT ALL quit. No negotiation. An alcoholic doesn't get to only stop drinking spirits... they quit all alcohol. A heroin addict doesn't still get to take cocaine at the weekend and be A-OK. I don't get to miss breakfast, weigh myself in the morning, force myself into a size 6 and still function as a human being either. It's all or nothing. Life, or death. Simple as that.
I know not many people who haven't had anorexia will agree with me. Many people who DO have anorexia will be wildly offended by me. However, I don't give a bloody fart, because I am here today, mother to a son I was told I could never conceive, in a relationship that isn't built on lies, having come home from a barbeque I would never have gone to in a million years, wearing clothes that fit me without labels in them.
I don't label me either. I'm not anorexic, I'm not ill, I'm not 'struggling to recover' or negotiating with a disease. It's taken 4 years to get here, but it was well worth the journey. Gloria, your therapist will be there to help you work through your issues, and it will be hard - very hard - but if you waste your precious time with her negotiating over whether you will eat a sandwich or not, you are wasting a very important opportunity to be well. Don't talk about food anymore than you absolutely have to, because believe me, it's NOT about the food. Control is addictive as hell, and no matter what anyone comes along and says, I know that I was trapped by an obsessive and compulsive cycle of controlling my emotions, my relationships and my weight. When I let go of that, life happened. Messy, unpredictable, scary, funny, wonderful life. I hope you can see hope in my story, and you dont mind me sharing it with you. I didn't mean to overtake your thread I just wanted you to know I understand how you feel, but it can and does get better. Be hopeful x