So a few months ago I decided to seek help for my ED, after having had difficulties with my body image and eating for many (,many) years.
I told my father about it back then and he didn’t really respond to it, which I figured is normal as he’s never noticed my struggles and it takes time to adjust to the thought.
However, he’s never mentioned or talked about it to me again (although I’ve tried to start a conversation on the subject myself many times).

So today is my first treatment appointment and as I was about to leave the apartment my father asked me where I was going. The conversation went like this:

Father: where are you going?
Me: The ED clinic.
F: YOU have an ED?
Me: well, yes, I think.
F: Nah, I don’t believe you have.

Now I feel like it’s a mistake going, that I’m just looking for attention and that I’m fine.
That I’m taking up time for someone who might’ve needed this more than I do.