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Ya girl chopped it all off again whatdya think??1?

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there are so many impressionable young people on this website that see images on here telling them its quirky to starve themselves, that having a thigh gap and chiseled cheekbones is all that matters, that being skinny will solve all of their problems.

please, dont fall into the trap of thinking an anorexic lifestyle is something to strive for! anorexia is a serious illness and not something to be glorified. its painful and its heartbreaking.

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Today I made myself some scrambled eggs using two eggs. Normally I would only allow myself one yolk, but that didn't even cross my mind until I finished cooking and was about to eat. (And don't worry, that didn't stop me from eating my eggs.) Some may say it's insignificant, but to me, the lack of ED thoughts running through my mind made me smile :)

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Eating Out, and Enjoying It Too

So this is relatively new, but I now have a boyfriend who is very nice and sweet to me. I told him how I'm a recover(ed/ing) anorexic, and he accepts me and is willing to help me if I do struggle. I have to say one of the best things is being able to go on dates with him to restaurants and other yummy places. I am no longer worrying about the calories in everything I eat. I actually enjoy the taste of the food. I get to appreciate his company and his cute smile and warm laugh. With my eating disorder I cannot do these things, and I'd be missing out so much in life. To my fellow recovery warriors, keep fighting. Recovery is worth it. xx

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at what point would you consider someone as "fully recovered" physically and mentally?

1) can eat intuitively without restrictions of any kind

2) has had at least 3 consecutive periods

3) is no longer obsessing over food, calories, or numbers

4) has a healthy sense of self and can problem-solve without extreme emotional highs and lows and doesn’t run back to disordered behaviors/thoughts every time something stressful comes up

5) has started focusing on hobbies, passions, and goals

6) is able to socialize freely

7) is content with (not necessarily love) their body and treats it lovingly

I sure there are more additions others can add!

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This is the first time since I lost my period (almost two years ago) that I've had two consecutive periods! Like one month apart. (After weight restoration I would get it maybe once every couple of months.) Yes!!! I must be doing something right :)

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All these lovely ladies weigh 154lbs. We all carry weight differently, don’t live your life by an outdated chart. Find a number that looks and feels good.

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A FAT LITTLE GIRL is eight years old, she’s got pink cheeks that her grandmother calls chubby. She wants a second cookie but her aunt says “you’ll get huge if you keep eating.” She wants a dress and the woman in the changing room says “she’ll probably need a large in that.” She wants to have dessert and her waiter says “After all that dinner you just had? You must be really hungry!” and her parents laugh. A FAT LITTLE GIRL is eleven and she is picked second-to-last in gym class. She watches a cartoon and sees that everyone who is annoying is drawn with a big wide body, all sweaty and panting. At night she dreams she is swelling like the ocean over seabeds. When she wakes up, she skips school. A FAT LITTLE GIRL is thirteen and her friends are stick-thin ballerinas with valleys between their hipbones. She is instead developing the wide curves of her mother. She says she is thick but her friends argue that she’s “muscular” and for some reason this hurts worse than just admitting that she jiggles when she walks and she’ll never be a dancer. Eating seconds of anything feels like she’s breaking some unspoken rule. The word “indulgent” starts to go along with “food.” A FAT LITTLE GIRL is fourteen and she has stopped drinking soda and juice because they bloat you. She always takes the stairs. She fidgets when she has to sit still. Whenever she goes out for ice cream, she leaves half at the bottom - but someone else always leaves more and she feels like she’s falling. She pretends to like salad more than she does. She feels eyes burrowing through her body while she eats lunch. Kate Moss tells her nothing tastes as good as skinny feels, but she just feels like she is wilting. A FAT LITTLE GIRL is fifteen the first time her father says “you’re getting gaunt.” She rolls her eyes. She eats one meal a day but thinks she stays the same size. Every time she picks up a brownie she thinks of the people she sees on t.v. and every time she has cake, she thinks of the one million magazine articles on restricting calories. She used to have no idea a flat stomach was supposed to be beautiful until she saw advice on how to achieve it. She cuts back on everything. She controls. They tell her she’s getting too thin but she doesn’t believe it. A FAT LITTLE GIRL is sixteen and tearing herself into shreds in order for a thigh gap big enough to hush the screams in her head. She doesn’t “indulge,” ever. She can’t go out with friends, they expect her to eat. She damns her sweet tooth directly to hell. It’s coffee for breakfast and tea for lunch and if there’s dance that evening, two cups of water and then maybe an apple. She lies all the time until she thinks the words will rot her teeth. She dreams about food when she sleeps. Her aunt begs her to eat anything, even just a small cookie. They say, “One bite won’t make you fat, will it, darling?” A FAT LITTLE GIRL is seventeen and too sick to go to prom because she can’t stand up for very long. She thinks she wouldn’t look good in a dress anyway. Her nails are blue and not because they are painted. Her hair is too thin to do anything with. She’s tired all the time and always distracted. She once absently mentions the caloric value of grapes to the boy she is with and he looks at her like she’s gone insane and in that moment she realizes most people don’t have numbers constantly scrolling in their heads. She swallows hard and tries to figure out where it all went wrong, why more than a granola bar for a meal makes her feel sick, why she tastes disease and courts with death. She misses sleep. She misses being able to dream. She misses being herself instead of just being empty. A FAT LITTLE GIRL is twenty and writes poetry and is a healthy weight and still fights down the voices every single day. She puts food in her mouth and sometimes cries about it but more and more often feels good, feels balanced. Her cheeks are pink and they are chubby and soft and no longer growing slight fur. Her hair is long and it is beautiful. She still picks herself apart in the mirror, but she’s starting to get better about it. She wears the dress she likes even if it only fits her in a large and she doesn’t feel like a failure for it. She is falling in love with the fat on her hips. She is eating out with friends and not worrying about finding the lowest calorie item on the menu when she hears a mother tell her four year old daughter “You can’t have ice cream, we just had dinner. You don’t want to end up as a fat little girl.”

Why do we constantly do this to our children? /// r.i.d (via inkskinned)

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"boys dont like it when-" 

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some bro just yelled at me from across the street “you look awful!” and i was like “do you mean awfully cute?” and the pack of bros he was with were all like OOOOOHHHH SHIIIIIT and one of them ran across the street and high fived me

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I took this today for an ask. Bellies love to spill over jeans. Thats how they roll.

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