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before: 160 lbs, depressed.
now!!: 136 lbs, still depressed also fatigued and hongry
mum: have you eaten?
me: yeah
mum: what did you have?
me:
stomach: feed me
me: *chugs 0 calorie drink*
stomach: thank god
stomach: wait
It’s okay if your trauma made you sex repulsed.
But there’s another outcome that isn’t talked about as often.
It’s also okay if your trauma has made you hypersexual.
Everyone is different, and there’s no set rule book for how you should be after a trauma.
It’s also okay if you’re both and/or fluctuate.
you all are far superior to your fathers don’t forget that
Yeah I have disordered eating habits and a skewed self image but I don’t tolerate fat shaming
Louder for the people in the back.
Someday I will have my own place. My world won’t be confined to my room. I will stumble sleepily through the house in the morning, opening the blinds. I will sit out in the backyard and look at the stars. I will go out whenever I want to. I will survive long enough to have that.
being a girl is like thank you for the eating disorder
I know your ed won’t let you eat, but please find other ways to take care of yourself.
Get out of bed
Brush your teeth
Take a shower
Brush your hair
Put on clean clothes
Make a to do list
Complete what you can
Clean up your space
Call a friend
Get outside even just to get some fresh air
Do a face mask or wash your face
Read a book
Drink some water or tea
Cuddle up with a blanket
Any little bit helps
How to accept and love yourself a little more:
Change your thoughts. Do not talk yourself down whenever you look in the mirror or when you make a mistake. I have said it a hundred times before but I will repeat it again: The way you talk to yourself matters so much, so watch your thoughts, recognise whenever they are negative and try to change them into positive ones (e.g. ‘I am so ugly’ becomes ‘I don’t like this about myself but I accept myself).
Change your words. Don’t use your words to make yourself or others feel bad. Don’t jude. Don’t gossip. Use your words to speak the good things in somebody. Spread positivity. And watch how the light is reflected on yourself.
Recognise your worth. It is easy to go around and feel worthless when you compare yourself to other people. Don’t compare. One thought that has really helped me when seeing someone I consider beautiful is: ‘They are beautiful but so am I’. Recognising the beauty in someone else should not devalue your own beauty.
Accept compliments. Don’t deny kind words of others. Let them in. Say thank you. Accepting them shows that you believe they are true (even if it is not the case yet) and can make you feel so much better.
Give yourself the love you deserve. This is a hard task, I am aware of that. But it is so important that you look in the mirror and tell yourself that you are an incredibly wonderful person. Say it to yourself. Think it. Write it down. Even if you are not convinced of it yet, the more you practice, the more you are going to manifest it as your truth.
You are just so beautiful, my love. And I hope that you will soon realise this yourself. You are doing an amazing job and I love you so much.
you have made so much more progress than you realize. you will get past these bumps in the road, the bad days, the heartbreaks, and find you are stronger than you were before.
These all feel impossible and fake but I guess we’re attempting recovery in 2019
my dad: *makes me feel unwelcome, makes insulting jokes about me, yells at me when i start breaking down because of it all* my dad: why does my kid never feel welcome? why isn’t she following my commands and sitting at the table with me?
