I have not had an eating disorder, but I've been struggling with OCD for years without knowing it. One of my obsessions was that I was ugly and not shaped right, and I would often have recurring thoughts (which I had no control over) telling me that no one would ever like me, that I would never fit in, et cetera. I would stand in front of the mirror for hours trying desperately to fix my appearance. This, along with my other obsessions hung over my head and I suffered alone for years.
Then two things happened: one, I caught myself looking at my sister (who
did have an eating disorder and was underweight at the time) and wishing I looked as thin as her. Two, my parents found a steak knife in the drawer of my bedside table. They asked me about it, and insisted that I get professional help after I told them that I'd been cutting myself. I didn't want to go, but they took me to a psychologist.
Something that many people don't realize is that psychology isn't at all like it is on tv. It isn't a bunch of hokey, condescending people telling you to 'empower yourself'. When I go for my appointments (which are one-on-one), they are quite conversational, and they usually start off with me talking about what happened between the last appointment and the current one. If something positive happened, we examine it further and look at why it was positive and what I did to make it positive. If it was negative, we look at whether it truly was negative (OCD tends to make me see only the bad things that I've done; I still remember specific details of a joke I told wrong on the first day of grade 1), and look for ways to move on and plan for the next similar situation. If you find the right psychologist, it won't feel like you're going in there for a therapy session, It'll feel like you're talking to the best friend you've ever had; someone understands you, and says things that show you a different perspective without 'commanding' you to take that perspective.
About your parents, I'll admit that I don't know much about your personal situation, but I will tell you that I felt the same way with mine. They really wanted me to start going on medication for my OCD, and whenever they brought it up, it felt like they were telling me to get myself 'fixed', and I completely understand where you're coming from on how annoying (and insulting) that is. However, with the meds, I can sleep at night without having to cater to the whims of my obsessions and I can walk out the door not caring whether or not I look perfect. Both the psychology and the meds have changed my life, and I've realized that when my parents were saying 'let's get rid of your problem', what they meant was 'we're worried about you and want you to have the best life possible', but they were actually
too worried about me to make it sound like that. I'll concede that I have no idea what your situation is like in the finer details, but I would ask that you find some way to get professional help. It is so much more helpful than it seems, and just because you're talking to a psychologist doesn't mean that you're 'crazy'.
Find someone to help you, please, because anyone who has suffered what you have been going through deserves to get out of the vicious cycle. I'll always be here to talk to if you need it, but I'm no where near as good as the people who went to university to learn how to help you.
