Just don't feel like eating most of the time

This is just jo. I finally met my goal weight that we set 20 years ago. I finally did it. Because I'm someone who does what they say they will do. Sometime I promised I'd do. No one knows what the number is. My therapist didn't bother to ask today. Neither did my nutritionist the other day. I'm obviously still plenty fat enough looking to not worry. I tried to be honest tonight about how I'm feeling and what's going through my head. No reaction.
I don't think my treatment team believes in me anymore.
I just feel so hopeless.
Its just about impossible to make myself eat when I feel this way.

Next week I'm going back to visit my family for the holidays and that stresses me out big time.
There's so much going on and so much in my head that I feel like I'm going to explode in on myself.

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