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I can't get all my thoughts in order to write, I apologize. After our meeting with the therapist we talked to her. She was devastated and angry. We called her out on her secret. We know. She can't hide this anymore. The discussion took away any dignity she felt she had. She felt stripped, you could see it in her face. The walls were eroding around her. I went to touch her and she pulled away. My husband, her dad went to hug her and she screamed, "don't touch me, leave me alone.". While I understood all of her anger, it hurt me to watch. I know this is for her own good, but she feels so betrayed.

She still isn't eating breakfast, lying about how much lunch she's eating, picking at dinner. So she wants control. Therapy starts tomorrow. She has her sessions alone. I'll check in with the therapist, she'll feel in control. She is, to some degree.

I really hate this part.