[maaapleleaaaf]

B Did I respect my own boundaries? Was I clear about what’s okay and what’s not okay?

R Was I reliable?

A Did I hold myself accountable?

V Did I respect the vault and share appropriately?

I Did I act from my integrity?

N Did I ask for what was needed? Was I non-judgmental about needing help?

G Was I generous towards myself?

[distantvoices]

By Mar Ordonez For Vogue Spain February 2019

[positivity-in-recovery]

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“She had always been a quiet, thoughtful girl, but she was even quieter now.”

— Hans Christian Andersen, from “The Little Mermaid,” or. publ. c. 1837

[cactuslands]

alexandra levasseur

[karanlikvesen]

[myedsucks]

Self care is wanting to kill yourself but not doing it

[friendliness]

Butterflies can’t see their wings. They can’t see how beautiful they are, but everyone else can. People are like that.

[wormtitty]

“what the fuck is wrong with me?” i ask, fully aware of the mood, personality, and anxiety disorders i have

[mauiw0w]

[onetriggertwotrigger]

My whole life i’ve been chubby. I dont know what skinny me looks like, but i’m so ready to meet her.

[thin-thoughts-only]

You didn’t gain all that weight in one night, don’t expect to lose it all in one either

[bullshitandbliss]

I go back and forth between wanting to accept my body and become a healthier person and wanting to starve myself until I’m thin

[starvingblur]

[love-personal]

[sorryimessedupagain]

I spent three weeks in a mental hospital and what I discovered there I feel like should be put into words.

we are not who you think we are.

the boy with turrets told the funniest jokes

the girl who raked her nails up and down her skin could create the most exquisite drawings

the girl who abused drugs had the wisest soul

the boy with schizophrenia had the biggest heart

the girl who tried to kill herself told the boy with insomnia stories to help lure him to sleep

the boy who wanted to kill himself had the deepest passion for cooking

the girl with slits and scars all over her body dried my tears and told me I was beautiful

the boy with anger issues gave the warmest hugs

the girl with bulimia told everyone every day that they looked beautiful in their bodies

the boy who was a compulsive liar told us that he wanted us all to get better, and that he was for once telling the truth

the girl who almost drank herself to death stood up for anyone that felt they were feeling bullied

the boy with social anxiety made sure nobody sat alone at meals

we are not who you think we are.

[maddisonkennedy-deactivated2017]

*slams reblog button*

[brattyfemmeartrmis-blog]

This is so important! When I was at the mental hospital I met some amazing people. Every day we laughed together, smiled, lifted each other up no matter what and encouraged each other.

We are not who you think we are. We are some of the strongest, bravest, most loving, creative people you will ever meet.

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