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Just a little announcement that eating disorders are in no way ‘fun’ or a ‘quirk’ or make you more special than anyone else. They don’t make you skinny, they make you sick. You don’t get that ‘cute summer body’, you get hospitals and doctors appointments and IV’s and feeding tubes. "But everyone with eating disorders have bones and are so skinny!!" No, everyone with eating disorders are sick. You aren’t going to gain confidence when you lose weight, you’re going to gain self loathing.
You think you are able to control this, but you’re wrong. It gets to a point after being able to starve yourself for a period of time, being able to throw up everything you eat, telling yourself that you will stop when you are thin… that you don’t have any control over it anymore. You don’t control your disorder, your disorder controls you. We can’t stop listening to what our disorder is making us believe. No amount of compliments or persuasion will make us feel like we are worth what you want us to think. Anorexia is not a lifestyle, bulimia is not a diet, ednos is not a phase. You can’t wake up one morning and say that you are all better. That’s not how eating disorders work.
You aren’t going to be ‘lovely’ and you certainly aren’t going to be ‘tragically beautiful’. You’re going to be living in doctors offices. You won’t have your skinny cute body and be super popular with lots of friends. You are going to have rotting teeth, dry skin no matter how much lotion you put on, you’ll lose your hair and it will fall out in clumps just from touching it. You’ll be throwing up blood, crying at the sight of food, and passing out when you try to stand up.
“But I can stop when i want to!!” Nope. You’re wrong again. An eating disorder doesn’t go away when you tell it to. It can take years upon years to fully recover from one, and even then there is still a chance on relapse. It’s not a fun summer diet, it’s a lifetime of disease and mental torture.
I just want all of you to think: When you tell someone they don’t look sick enough to have an eating disorder, do you really know what ‘sick’ is? It’s not the weight. It’s the side effects. You can’t tell by looking at someone that their heart is failing, that their bones are crumbling, that their will to live is completely shattered. When you tell someone they aren’t sick enough, what do you think that person is thinking.. That they are fake? That they are pathetic? What does that in turn make that person do. It makes them want to get sicker, and sicker. You are encouraging someone to kill and torture their souls and their bodies. Before clicking that little send button, do you really want to be responsible for someone’s relapse? Do you want to be responsible for someone throwing up blood on their bathroom floor after eating a piece of fruit because “they aren’t sick enough”.
I’ve spent way too much of my life in and out of hospitals, sitting in doctors offices, being poked and pried by needles and heart monitors. No one should have to go through this. Ever. Think before you say something that could encourage a disease that can kill you.
So accurate..
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so for my art project we had to fake a death/murder. for mine I did someone who had jumped off a building. when I was laying down while the picture was being taken, 7 people came running up to me asking if I was okay and if I needed an ambulance etc. I’ve been suicidal for a very long time, and the thoughts of jumping off buildings and ending my life have gone through my mind a thousand times. But the fact that people actually stopped and came running over to see if I was alright made me see that people do care, strangers care. so many people looked and walked past, but these 7 people some how took these suicidal feelings away… weird huh? But the moral of this story is that people do care about you, even people who don’t know who you are.
if you don’t reblog this, fuck you
oh my god this is amazing
wow.
This. This condenses something I’ve been trying to explain for a long time.
I needed this tonight
wow i
i almost started crying
tears
references for art
i honestly didn’t expect that to be as moving as it was
THIS
love this
lol
sometimes im really excited about things and i want to tell everyone but then i remember nobody cares and i just sit there like
to tell or not to tell
This is me on so many levels.
cant stop crying
Everyone needs to reblog this, this is so amazing.
im legit sobbing right now
This is the stuff that needs 47537476243 notes.
im crying so hard this is perfect
I am in tears omg
I will reblog this every time I see it
holy shit. so powerful.
wow…
this.is.so.perfect
Love this so much!
Sooo much love omg
Im ernst, das ist das beste Video überhaupt kann nichtmehr aufhören zu heulen deswegen
Das ist so herzzerreißend und doch schön
Ich kann nicht aufhören zu heulen. Das ist so wunderschön.
I wish people around me during my childhood and teenage years had watched this.