I want to be small

Gw 120.0 ugw 100.0 height 5'8

[narcoticoutsider]

When I say “I hate my body” I don’t mean “oh I’m a little insecure about my belly” or “I could lose a few pounds” I mean I have physically repulsed by it. It’s horrifying and upsetting to see. I wanna crawl out of my skin.

[wintergir1s]

💛💫🔮🌻🌿💝🌼👙🐞🍄🌞🍀🔮✨🧡

A charm to lose 50+ lbs by July

💛💫🔮🌻🌿💝🌼👙🐞🍄🌞🍀🔮✨🧡

Like to charge reblog to cast

[angeliclyhigh]

im not gonna risk it

[ange1lines]

HaHAhAhA give this to me- pleaseee

[ode-noir]

anti-binge guide

when you feel a craving coming on:

drink a glass or two of water, slowly

have a piece of fruit, like an apple

make some warm herbal tea with natural sweetener

go for a long walk or hike, put your earphones in and clear your head - walk with a friend if you’d prefer

if you’re still craving the food, have the tiniest bit of it, no more than a bite, and have another glass of water

distractions:

watch a long movie or start a new show

study! complete homework or begin revising for exams

write down your own thinspo imagines

do some online window shopping and look at all the outfits you want to wear at a smaller size

make your own thinspo playlist

do some yoga or meditation

things to keep in mind:

you already know what your favourite foods taste like - you don’t need to eat them again in bulk

imagine the amount of progress you’ll make tomorrow if you exercise self control right now

the shame and guilt that follows a binge is not worth it

the physical pain and exhaustion is not worth it

you’re not just affecting your weight, you’re affecting your overall health, your mental well-being, your skin

binging means you’re wasting your time when you could be doing something much more productive

[orangedilae]

can i have this tattooed on my brain stem

[featherprettybones]

☀️☀️

[blackcoffeexvanilla]

[crosslight41]

I still like seeing them though ❤️

[skelly-torrr]

Does anyone else’s body dysmorphia and eating disorder prevent them from have sex or dating anyone? I just wanna get close with someone some day but the thought of me undressing and them seeing me the way I see myself haunts me.

[daintyfever]

I was so fucking close to only eating 305 calories yesterday but my mom cooked and I was so damn hungry that I ate and it led to me binging!! I hate it here

[im-back-btchs]

Me after a huge binge: I F*KING HATE MYSELF!!! I won't let this happen anymore!

Also me the very next day at 3am:

[fucked-up-perfectionist]

SHOUTOUT, TO...

…all boys with an eating disorder.

…all black people with an eating disorder.

…all adults with an eating disorder.

…all overweight/normal weight people with an eating disorder.

Because not only white, underweight, teenage girls suffer from eating disorders.

[deepspacepirate]

me: *breaks down crying in the privacy of my own home*

my brain: you’re faking your emotions for attention. you’re just doing this because you think it makes for a cool personal narrative

[skin-daydreams]

Me @ myself

[gierlsquad]

when people give me compliments I feel like a vending machine trying to accept a wrinkly dollar and it’s just really frustrating for everyone involved

[thinmeprettybb]

Them: you wont like yourself better just cause your skinny. Skinny isn't magic!

Me: but ive never tried so...

[lolitalegs]

me: I’m done. I’m tired of being fat. I’m tired of eating. I’m never gonna binge and I’m gonna fast all the time.

hunger:

[hauntnchill]

[baby-sour-patch-kid]

I used to think my ED was just about “being skinny”

Simple. Just wanting to get thin. To be beautiful. To look like a ballerina, or a model. That’s all I thought it was. So, so simple.

Right?

But recently I’ve come to realize- that’s not all this is about. Of course, wanting to be thin is part of it. A big part of it. But there’s more. I’m not just starving myself because I want to lose weight or because I want to be delicate or have prominent collarbones.

I’m starving myself because I want to be loved. But love doesn’t come free, and it so often seems like nobody will ever love me by choice. So I suppose, in a way, you could say that I’m forcing people to love me.

I’m forcing them to worry. To ask if I’ve eaten. If I’m okay. If I had breakfast, if I want their extra granola bar.

“Are you feeling sick?”

“Do you need anything?”

“You should take care of yourself.”

That is what I’m REALLY after. Tell me to eat. Tell me you’re worried about me. Tell me I matter, that I shouldn’t disappear. That I’m beautiful. That I’m wanted. Please tell me.

I need to hear it and this is the only way I know how.

[trendy-asian]

oof