That. That’s it. I have had ARFID my whole life, although I was only diagnosed two years ago. I have all three subtypes.
I always thought it was completely normal to have to take benzodiazepines just to get through a meal. My heart breaks when I look back on my life and think about the daily struggle, especially the way other people approached me.
Once, when I was inpatient, they simply stopped buying and making food for me, “since I didn’t eat after all,” supposedly to teach me a lesson. No lesson was taught. I only became even more malnourished. Another time I was inpatient, it was the exact opposite. They forced me to eat with everyone else and would only let me leave once I had finishe
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