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Hey guys. So I’m down to 98 pounds. I don’t know whats going on with me. I need to go to the doctor because this isn’t normal but my mom dismisses it and says she wishes she had my problem, and that she would give me 15 pounds. My family’s having a labor day party and I’m in my room holding back tears because my great aunt pointed out that I’m losing weight. I just want to be fucking thicc again. I’ve lost weight everywhere. Face, boobs, stomach, ass, thighs. I used to not have a thigh gap and now I can three fingers between them. I’m so fucking done with losing weight and I just want it to stop.
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Why I started this blog. (TRIGGER WARNING, WEIGHT LOSS)
Hi guys. This blog is something that is really, really important to me and also something that I’ve been struggling with. From February 2019- June 2019 I lost 15 pounds. Sounds great right? Wrong. I didn’t do anything to lose weight. I didn’t stop eating or start working out. I only weighed 115 pounds to begin with, and me being a 5′4″ female, I’m now underweight, clocking in at barely 100-103 pounds. I hate my body so much. I often stand naked in the mirror and critique every part of my body. I want to change that so badly, but there’s very little help from the body positivity movement. When googling skinny acceptance, the first article is entitled, “Back of thin people, here’s why body positivity wasn’t made for you.” I saw this article at what I considered to be my rock bottom (in terms of weight and self-love,) and I started sobbing hysterically. I wanted to start this blog as a way to have a safe space to vent my emotions as well as give my other skinny girls some help and support. We are all people, we all have bodies, body positivity is for all of us.
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