#tcarecovery

[astarteas-world]

noches de ansiedad, insomnio y pensamientos que lastiman

[tuquemedaras]

Lo que me preocupa no es recaer, es que si lo hago, está vez será la última.

[unrealdeb]

A nadie le conté del brote de mi tca, a nadie le dije lo mal que me sentía conmigo misma, me lo tragué y nadie se dio cuenta, de cómo empecé a dejar de comer, de como fingía que comía bien, cuando hacía 1 o 2 comidas al día, que comía cosas que no eran buenas y lo peor, a nadie le conté de la bulimia nerviosa, de cómo mi cuerpo ya no aguantaba la comida y la vomitaba, no dije nada, solo me quede mirando como me caía a pedazos.

[astarteas-world]

quizás en otra vida no tengamos miedo a que nuestro cuerpo cambie

[astarteas-world]

¿miedo a la comida o miedo a lo que mi mente dice que es la comida?

[astarteas-world]

entonces después de un año decidí subirme a la báscula, fue la peor sensación que he experimentado

[astarteas-world]

Nunca te voy a felicitar por dejar de comer pero gracias por permitirme comenzar la búsqueda hacia mi verdadera yo.

[asimplenormalperson]

"𝙱𝚘𝚍𝚢"

Comparisons are always present.

Always with the perfect body and that every girl wants.

All the same prayers heard.

It's getting a bit tired and desperate.

Many saying that they wish they were me.

They wish they had a body as slim as mine.

So white and with perfect curves.

But when I turn to the mirror I see the opposite.

My body is nothing more than a straight line.

It is nothing more than an animal covered in its fur.

It is nothing more than visible bones.

It's nothing more than several red lines everywhere.

It's just another weight number.

It's no big deal.

My body means nothing.

It's just as disgusting.

It's a body that I have to deal with all the time.

A body that makes me tired and fed up. It is a body which was hurt by myself.

It is a body that seeing it in detail does not help me cry.

It's so disgusting.

I hate my body.

I didn't like my body.

Because I wish I was skinnier.

I wish I didn't have to cover myself all the time due to insecurity.

I wish I could love and appreciate my body. But it is not easy.

Not easy.

And I have to carry it for the rest of my life.