I'm sick of ppl thinking they can undrestand me (Precious Illusions)

A friend of a little-more-than-a-friend of mine (let's call him Bob) came to me yesterday with concern. Apparantly Bob had expresed to her that he was worried about me. She wouldn't come right and say it, but finally she was talking openly about it. Bob had told her that I starve myself. What do you say to that? I tell her, "No, I don't." And she keeps pushing it. I start to explain how I've been stressed lately and food stresses me out more. I would have told her and explained to her that I've had both anorexia and compulsive over eating disorder, and I simply do not trust my appetite. It's stressful to sit and decide what to to eat, how much to eat, when to eat, how fast to eat... it's so hard to do that when you know either one whether it be to either extreme, could lead to a relapse. I was going to explain that's why I haven't been eating lately, but I didn't get the chance. I was going to tell her what I've been stressed about: sis's wedding, job, Scott... the fact that I'm almost in debt. I didn't get a chance to talk about those either. It was like she was saying, "honey, you just need to eat. People don't deserve to have to worry about you." Its not that fucking simple. It's like this : don't fucking worry about me then. I understand food sustains life. I'm not stupid enough to starve myself to death. By the way, why didn't Bob come to me about this? What am I supposed to think of him now?