No anorexic would go around telling people about their illness. Often they don't even know their  eating is disordered.  When my aunt noticed my eating habits and told me she thought I had anorexia, I was humiliated. I thought I was perpetually "on a diet" and nothing was wrong. It wasn't until months of therapy when I accepted that I had anorexia. Really. It took months for me to realize that my eating wasn't okay. So, sorry for the novel. I just get irrationally angry when fats parade their pretend eating disorders.