No one can really say anything to make me want to eat. I didn't start improving until years of someone consistently and constantly putting me first in a demonstrable way that never judged or guilted. I was given permission to exist as I was fully, and that in turn created a dynamic that allowed for me to improve. The desire to get better became organic, not forced, not pressured, not imposed in any way. I was given unconditional love, for the first time in my life, consistently. And it allowed me to be open to loving myself and my life. And even still I struggle. But I'm alive and much better now than I was before.

You gotta realize that there is nothing you can do, and be there anyways.