I HATE THIS.
I hate this body so sick.
NEVER ENOUGH.
SHE SAID JUST A FEW SMALL THINGS THATS ALL!!
And now I feel guilty eating food. I was crying to my partner otp while trying to force myself to eat. I'm struggling with my ed. Have been I've dropped weight I am tired all the time.. but the past few days, I've gotten lucky with food. It doesn't help when u can't afford food! So I can't even fucking recover if I wanted to. This "family" wouldn't help. Because fuck the failure disabled zombie living in ur house. I want to get better.. I really do..
I DESERVE THIS!!!
I want to run away and hide.. im scared I'm always scared.. I can't wait to leave this place and be with my big dog..
Hate these people..
Humans are so cruel..
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Rue
she/her
bisexual
17 (in sys)
major depression - posibly bipolar - borderline - GAD/social anxiety
TW for whole blog: drugs, SH, depressive & manic episodes, hospitalization, relapse, dissociation and probably more
DNI UNDER CUT
DNI: right wingers, racists, homophobes, transphobes/TERF, radfems, porn blogs, “doubles” or whatever they’re called, endogenic “systems”, JKR apologists, pro ana/pro ed blogs, fictokin
also here's my twt (HEAVY TW FOR LIKE ED, DRUGS, SH, SUI MENTIONS ETC)
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Quick reminder that anorexia is more fatal than some cancers, than more people die from eating disorders than suicide due to depression, and yet they are very rarely talked about as illnesses.
Anorexia in particular is a real killer, but any disorder which involved purging can also cause severe damage.
If you think someone has an eating disorder, they will almost definitely do everything to persuade you they are fine, but by “getting involved” you may save their life.
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i might have to invest into laxatives because not being able to use the bathroom more than twice a week is killing me. it feels awful and i'm constantly bloated.
regardless i weighed myself this morning and i still lost 0.4kg after i logged yesterday as a "binge" bc i ate lunch w my family and didn't know the calories and my stomach felt like it would explode from overeating but i might have to accept the fact that i'm not overeating and that eating "normal" amounts of food feels like that now because my stomach shrunk.
anyway i love seeing the number drop it always makes it feel like there's hope for the future. one day i won't be fat as long as the number keeps dropping.
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Hashtag Misuse
Pro-ana blogs are now using the #motivation hashtag to motivate others to dive deeper into their eating disorder. I came across one of these posts because I follow motivation and it was vile. (I reported the post and blocked the user.) Just thought you guys should know in case you end up stumbling across it. I thought Tumblr wasn’t that kind of place any more. Reblog to spread awareness.
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Why are pro ana/thinspo blogs still trying to follow me? Do I look like I aspire to be a celery stick?
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TW: ED ranting/venting under cut
My friend was just complaining about being 84 pounds and I swear to god I am never fucking eating again!!! 😁
I just got down to 106 pounds and if I would just stop giving into cravings then I’d be at my dwg by now
I need to weigh myself again when I get home and I swear to fucking god if I’m not down by at least a pound after how much I’ve been fasting I’m going to curl up in a ball and cry my eyes out
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hi so me personally i don’t really wanna see ed posts on studyblr idk about y’all
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TW: mentions of ed, and death
pls don't interact if this could be triggering if anything becomes inappropriate or pro-ana i will delete
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I can not stop wondering,
do i deserve this?
This pit of shallowness supplies… boredom
I am sick not dying
in other words, they disregard me, and I am left again crying in the bathroom stall
I have trained my own mind to define my worth by starving
I am not sick enough because I will never be thin enough
I will never look like the girl who didn't eat for three days
I will never be lovely
It seems my only talent is being sort of sick
pining for a disorder that does not seem to want me
Rapidly my body enamored with the thought of being hungry loses all meaning
The grueling anxiety of being discovered and the lust to tell everyone combat
It feels sometimes that there is another person in my body
someone whose only desire is to hurt me
I plead for them to stay
When did I start caring so much about numbers?
I am horrible at math, but I can tell you the caloric build-up of a smoothie
Sometimes I wish that those numbers would just shut up because when did 20 become so much
I will bend the rules for today
little do I know the outcome is a tear-stained pillowcase
I once read a poem,
"if you are not recovering you are dying"
Who knew death could be so close
It waits in my driveway
never knocking just waiting
waiting for my restlessness to take over
for my fighting body to finally give up
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