[colorfulkim]

I can't help but be really proud of myself. I've dealt with bulimia for almost two years and I think I'm finally starting to recover. I dont even know what started the purging, like I've always felt like I was one of the fat kids.. maybe cause my boyfriend was skinner then me, my fear of being the size of my sister, dealing with me and casses broken relationship. All I know I regret it so much. I wish I would've never started purging. I feel like my whole life was so out of control I just needed something that I could only control. But I couldn't control purging even. When I first started I was only going to throw up big meals.... It went from that to when I was upset I would go eat something and puke it up or not eat anything and try to purge. I remember last year I was puking up my lunch everyday and I haven't do e it once this year.. when I would eat lunch or dinner, it would make my skin crawl, and I would panic and I had to purge, that includes puking out bedroom windows and bushes. I didn't really think last year that I would now only purge once a week or so.

[sensitivesuggestion]

celebrate your personal victories because no one else understands what it took to accomplish them

[fuck2everything]

[colorfulkim]

“some very sick girl once told me that “recovery gives you nothing but weight.” for a long time, i believed it. but now, i know better. recovery gives you years. kisses and hugs. girls nights. good sex with someone you adore. bad sex with someone you don’t love. recovery can give you sad tears, and leave you laying on the bathroom floor wishing you were dead. but it can also give you deep belly laughs, eating ice cream with your best friends. it give you your soul back, returning life to your body. recovery fixes your life, you just have to choose it.”

— When I’m Happy I Get Really Cheesy About Getting Better. (via michellekpoems)

[anxietyproblem]

[luthienne]

Camille Rankine, “Emergency Management”

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Let whoever think whatever

[michellekpoems]

some very sick girl once told me that “recovery gives you nothing but weight.” for a long time, i believed it. but now, i know better. recovery gives you years. kisses and hugs. girls nights. good sex with someone you adore. bad sex with someone you don’t love. recovery can give you sad tears, and leave you laying on the bathroom floor wishing you were dead. but it can also give you deep belly laughs, eating ice cream with your best friends. it give you your soul back, returning life to your body. recovery fixes your life, you just have to choose it.

When I’m Happy I Get Really Cheesy About Getting Better. (via michellekpoems)

[insight-jd]

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[stolenchapstick]

do you ever get so annoyed at everything that you start to get pissed off at even little things like a spoon clinking against a bowl or sounds of people talking  

[alternativeblkgal]

I think it’s called sensory overload. It’s really common in people with anxiety

[reynabeth-deactivated20180821-d]

it can also be a result of sleep deprivation, stress, or ever dehydration !!

[mightbeinsaneforever]

thanks i thought i was just a bitch

[anamorphosis-and-isolate]

[nwumb]

A blog for broken hearts

[buzzfeed]

[irontemple-deactivated20150928]

WHAT WAS HE DOING IN A FIELD OF COWS.

[stability]

trying to make some friends

[primegifs]

[voulair]

me @ the stars: help me

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