The truth you say?

I get to see Maree (my ed lady) tomorrow, i havent seen her in 2 weeks and in that 2 weeks i've been told ive lost too much weight, told i dont eat enough (mum) told i look good (dad) purged 4 out of 7 days a week, eaten an apple every day at 10am cut into 20 bite size pieces and eaten over the space of 2 hours, ive developed a fear of tablespoons, ( i cant use them at all!) I've played 4 games of squash, gone running, had a panic attack, weighed myself daily, cried, cut, laughed, worked, avoided friends, hung out with friends, drank wine, got drunk and spewed some more...
Yet a part of me wants to tell her none of that and when she asks how im doing, i want to say - im doing really well, havent purged, eaten some food each day and feeling happy.
part 1 (the truth part) wants to be honest and let her in, but part 2 wants to pretend and make her think im fine.....

i dont know what to do!