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Por fin puedo ver los huesos de mi cadera, los extrañaba...
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FINALLY ESCAPED 50s JAIL!!
tw vent
idk what's wrong with me. Part of me has this wolf inside which wants to scoff everything ins site (doesn't help that I have a sweet tooth) and while ,yes ,granted im on my period at the same fuckjng time it's been fucking three years . Why can i just stick to my plans . Why can i be disciplined enough to starve myself and go exercise /do cardio at the gym regularly. I fucking hate my life and partly the people in it. If I had been in uni rn and living by myself my parents would be around and I could starve myself easily . I just want to get better but at the same time get worse . Like sometimes I'm daydreaming and fantasising about going into a physiatric ward but "oh no I don't act or look mentally ill enough " for that shit ,which is why have to get worse (besides the fact I desvere it ) .. amd it also doesn't help that my new school friends are like she doesn't/barely eats when I literally feat right fucking infront of them ! (Tho this does give me motivation to try decrease my meal portions and ultimately stopped eating altogether again ) but it's so fucking difficult with life going on...I just wish i could get my dream body so that I can finally be beautiful and of worth something.... :(
Mi primer ayuno formal, la última vez que ayuné fue porque tenía mucho miedo porque acababa de sufrir bullying hace unos días.
Ricordo quando giravo su Tumblr le prime volte... Volevo essere come le ragazze magrissime, e poi ci sono riuscita.
Sono passata dal pesare 70 kg ad essere 50 kg. E dopo qualche anno, nel periodo del lockdown, mi sono ammalata di anoressia e sono arrivata a 41 kg...
Ora riguardo queste foto di ragazze magre... E sono come loro. Mi sento bene?! Mi vedo bella?! No, il solito schifo e la sensazione di non essere mai abbastanza.
Devo combattere la malattia, perdere peso non mi farà stare bene... Ma è davvero davvero dura guardare in faccia la realtà. Ogni chilo preso è una sofferenza...
Encerio lo mejor que me ha pasado fue haberme enfermado del estómago, todo lo que comí ayer lo vomité x náuseas así que literalmente tenía el estómago vacío, hace una semana pesaba 64.80 hoy me pese y decía 59.15 por fin entre a los 50 estoy muy feliz, desearía nunca recuperarme y vomitar todo siempre, alguien sabe por qué se enferma uno del estómago? Así podría enfermarme siempre
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Im back i guess and we all know what it means to be back on Tumblr so yeah get ready for one hell of a ride to see me trying to achive my gw
Start of week 3 lockdown, keep you head uo and keep smiling people. Part of todays workout (push) benchpress only 52.5kg due to being nakered after all the digging and painting today