b/ping on the 1st of the month always makes me feel like a little disappointed slug

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b/ping on the 1st of the month always makes me feel like a little disappointed slug
guyss I have something to show you
these things are freaking awesome when I’m craving something sweet(I have a crazy sweeth tooth). I can eat the whole thing and it’s only 200 calories plus they help bowel movement so… 💩💩
they help me when I want to binge, 200 calories is better than 3000
P.S. you can find them in any lidl out there
In the stone forest
the fabulous fires are awased,
frightened by the rush of impetuous water
coming from the sky.
I look for the answers in this pouring rain
following the way illuminated by souls.
The lake welcomes me like the mother's womb.
I go inside before the light.
An ethereal star disappears
as I returns to the origins.
SW: 57 kg
CW: 54 kg
GW1: 50 kg (prize: a pack of stickers)
GW2: 48 kg (prize: a super cute and soft plushie)
Starting the year with 53 kg, 3 more than last January, I'm actually happy. I’ve had loads of fluctuations during this year: my hw was 57 kg (pretty bad). I don’t want to do extreme diets anymore. I just want to go with the ana/bulimia flow. Eating as much as my mind allows me.
Happy New Year to everyone out there
sometimes i enjoy the chaos of bulimia
I feel so fucked up on the inside that having periods of this junkie-like state where all I do is eat, puke, rot in my room, have questionable hygiene, waste money ++... feels "good"? not good but like... it feels right. i feel like a dirty little rat who built up a dirty little secret rat life and its all mine.
losing weight and seeing how shit my skin is getting, the dark circles, lack of energy, feeling the days blending into each other, I just want to fuck up and make everything go to shit to forget how bad I'm doing in life outside of ED. i think its subconsciously a way to avoid responsibility so that I can be like "ooh well I can't progress in life or accomplish anything while I'm busy with fucking throwing up chocolate cake"
i look in the mirror after purging and see my red face, red eyes, with tears and snot and puke all around my mouth, and it just feels like, yep, that's me. being this fucked and gross fits my fucked up self perfectly.
that’s why we can’t stop
Today I ate roughly ~2000 calories, I know that is a really high number but I didn’t purge any of the food. I’m proud of myself. I’m fucking happy. I hate bulimia, I don’t wish it even on my worst enemy. It’s a constant torture. But today I didn’t let her win. And this is a fucking milestone for me.
At this point I just want to eat normally. Don't purge every day. Have a healthy life. I don't give a damn about being thin anymore, it's all bullshit now. I just want to have a normal life.
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Grosspo really make my hunger go away in a few seconds
Stretching, then working out, then stretching again. Sleep. Morning yoga then tea, fast until 6pm, omad. Repeat
the ultimate Ed routine
Today I wore a skirt. My legs were uncovered. In the mirror they seemed acceptable to me but let's be clear I didn't like them. How could I? How could I have revealed myself to the world like that? Torturing the eyes of others with such monstrosity. Because that's what I am. A monster. I'm not exaggerating. I'm not just outside. The rot resides inside me, inside my bowels, like the food I binge on. It’s stays where sunlight cannot unmask it.
I just have to accept that hunger is the right feeling
Today, as always I b/p for lunch and at dinner I went to a party where I ate some savory cake, 2 small sandwiches, 2 mignon pretzels and half cannolo. I wanted to throw up everything because it was going up my esophagus but I didn't because my boyfriend was there. Win or loss?
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