OK, it isn't an official holiday. Hallmark doesn't have a card (I don't think). I've just made it up.
It is time to extend well-deserved and often overlooked gratitude to the many clinicians out there who work hard, and effectively, saving eating disorder patients and their families.
As much as I complain about the BAD ONES, as much as I rail against the incompetent, and as strong as I speak up against the sad history of marginalizing and shaming parents, I am a grateful fan of GOOD, SKILLED therapy.
My daughter didn't get well on her own, and we didn't assist her alone on some mountaintop. Her recovery also involved expert guidance. Three different psychotherapists played critical roles in person and countless more did so indirectly or by way of their books and public statements.
I am deeply grateful to the therapists who helped our family, and to the many therapists who are working toward the same goal we all are: improved lives, improved treatment, improved families.