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recoveringlesbian

zerocalorie-bitch

Everyone: you should only weigh yourself once every three days

Me, stepping on the scale for the fourth time in one day:

babyangel-jpg

Ur energy will always overcome ur appearance

despairismyname

Y'all ever look in the mirror and think how the fuck do i look skinny and fat at the same time

thinning-flwrs

Depression

You know the thing about depression is that it kind of collapses time.

Suddenly you find your whole days blending together to create one endless and suffocating loop.

So you find yourself trying to remember the things that made you happy.

But slowly, your brain starts to erase every memory that ever brought you joy.

And eventually all you can think about is how life has always been this way.

And will only continue to be this way.

bladewabn-deactivated20210131

Can someone be so nice and explain to me why sometimes it is so fucking easy to restrict and sometimes it seems to be the hardest thing in the world? Btw, asking for a friend

lexibabey

I love love love collarbones

bcmingthin

this disorder is hell

everything is uncertain

will you binge today? will you be able to get out of bed today? will you cry over your weight today? will you ever reach your ugw? will any of it ever be enough, or will you die in a body you destroyed only to hate it even more?

spending every waking moment thinking about your body, and food, and the future, is a hell i wouldn’t wish upon anyone.

if you are seeking to “become” anorexic, get out. you don’t understand what it truly is. anorexia is 1% “pretty, skinny girls” and 99% deeply rooted self hatred that you’ll likely struggle with for the rest of your life, if the disorder doesn’t kill you itself.

i know there are a million posts that say things like this, but only after 5 years of this shitty disorder am i truly understanding what they meant.

iamgodsemployee

2016 vs 2018 vs 2020

Can we please praise lily rose depp for how she has gained healthy weight compared to the first couple pictures!

vodkaswitchblade

Safety in my mother’s arms?

Nah.

More like safety Coke Zero’s arms.

bettergiveuup

imagine: you've got a date. You spend your evening getting ready, admiring your small body in your most beautiful clothes and knowing that you'll be hard to resist. You go out to a beautiful restaurant and because you're so light, one glass of red wine is enough to make you feel elated and confident. You click. Laugh with one another, tell each other secrets, maybe share a kiss. Your date can't stop thinking how beautiful you are, what an amazing body you have, how lucky they are to be with you.

my personal biggest thinspo since my awful breakup