Sadness At It's Finest

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[uponmelancholyhell]

just found this old blog and wow… i forgot how bad things used to feel.

it gets better. it’s been years, and life isn’t perfect but it’s damn good. i started therapy, went back for my GED, finished with a scholarship lined up for college, started a successful club and became the president of an honor society there, got a job i love, and i graduate from college next week! my relationship with my body and food are better than ever, although that’s not to say they’re the best in the world. I’m still working on not being so hard on myself, but i can genuinely say from the bottom of my heart that i’ve found an endless source of love for myself over these past years. I’m my own biggest fan today, and I’m happy to say that I’m proud of the life i’ve cultivated.

it gets better. just keep pushing through.

[ojibwa]

[shcisty]

DUCKIE THOT

[shepherdtheflockofqueers]

idk if this is a side effect of being raised christian but do y’all ever feel repulsive just cause you have a physical body?

[questshunself]

Me when people notice my eating disorder shiz

[questshunself]

When I’m relapsing:

[questshunself]

My eating disorder to my other issues & disorders:

[dietziggie]

anas be like

[canibetinypls]

when you calculate your calories real wrong and ended up eating twice as much as you though you did:

[thinthighsbrokeneyes]

it’s so fucked up but I want people to worry. I want them to be scared. I want them to beg for me to eat. All my life they’ve been calling me names and forbidding all food, telling me to stop eating. For once I want them to cry because I’ll die if I don’t eat.

[tedy-on-meth]

Honestly just gonna do meth to lose weight at this point.

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[pigmenting]

sometimes i forget how many times i’ve picked myself off the floor, how many times i’ve washed away smudgy makeup and put myself to bed. how many times i’ve said no to something unhealthy. said yes to something good. how many times i’ve treated myself with kindness and patience. i forget how many times i’ve tended to wounds and made peace with my own anger. if i was taking care of a body that was not my own, i’d believe i was doing everything i could. so here’s to remembering that i’m doing the best i can.

[ojibwa]

[dreamsuggestion-deactivated2019]

no one ever seems to be scared of losing me

[thcartierrug]

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