Help with my doctor shaming story!

Hi everyone!
I’m working on a story about doctor shaming for a national magazine, and I was wanting to see if any of you had any stories you’d like to share. Please feel free to message me through Facebook or email at with any experiences. In particular, I’m looking for US women 18-45 who have been shamed by a healthcare provider for:

–taking psych meds (or not wanting to take meds) or having a psychiatric diagnosis
–being a single mom
–having an addition/alcoholism
–having piercings/tattoos

And anything I didn’t mention (yes, I’m talking about fat shaming, and I have talked to several people about that).

Please share!

(Also, I’m working on a NEW POST for you, so stay tuned!)

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3 Responses to “Help with my doctor shaming story!”

  1. I have suffered from anorexia for about 10 years. I was not stick thin yet, just barely a normal BMI (around 2009) but displayed all the classic symptoms of an eating disorder. Through a year of therapy I was able to tell my doctor I have anorexia. His reply, after giving me a once over, “oh no, I’ve seen real anorexics before and they were way worse”. I left the appointment immediately and knew I was going to “be worse”. After seeing so many doctors and therapists trying to help and heal me, that one comment from a “supposed competent doctor” shattered my entire progress. I think he thought I wanted to be a “wannabe”. Well, he never walked the 5-10 miles each day with me; rain, shine, snow or even being late to my grandmother’s funeral. He never sat beside me as a took boxes of laxatives and became so dehydrated I couldn’t stand up. He couldn’t hear the anorexia in my head telling me I was “no good”, “ugly” or “fat”. He never stayed home with me as I tried to hide from the world. He never went with me to the ER for IVs or iron infusions. He never comforted me as a I cried over the decision to have a piece of cheese or drink a glass of water. He never witnessed one of my many meltdowns when I stepped on the scale and it didn’t say what I wanted it to. He never went with me to 2 different inpatient treatment facilities. But every time I made a little progress, the thought of his comment of me “not being that bad” always won. I would eventually get to a weight where I could get discharged, but I have never been able to maintain it once I got home. Well, he will never know the way his words have impacted me and I hope that one day all doctors will treat patients with respect and dignity and keep comments only in relation to what is best for the patient.

  2. I have suffered and struggled with bulimia and BED for 20 years. However my eating disorder wasn’t officially diagnosed till I was 26, I’m now 50. I had all the signs: I was an athlete, my weight fluctuated and I was severely depressed. Now in my recovery journey, I can’t tell you how many times doctors have shamed and humiliated with the things they say to me regarding weight, food and working out. As a result the anxiety that it brings me in going to the doctor is nothing short of a nightmare. Doctors even with their knowing that I’m recovering still remain ill-informed and do not know any of the basics of how to talk and deal with someone with an eating disorder.

  3. I sent you a message on the ED Bites FB page.