awareness
i think it’s kind of crazy how little people know about eating disorders. everyone just thinks that anorexia = super skinny and that you never eat and bulimia = normal weight and you just throw up everything.
and that’s about it. there’s no awareness for what eating disorders actually are, all the different types and sub types, treatments, anything.
kinda blows my mind.
put that down. yes, you. whatever food you’re eating, stop. put down that food, if you’re using cutlery, put them down. look at your plate, your table, look at what you’ve eaten. look at the food you’ve left uneaten on a plate. all the food you’re not eating today is a small victory tomorrow. and don’t try to give me the “but my body needs it” bullshit. you’re lying to yourself and you know it. does your body needs cheesy, greasy, fatty stuff? i think the fuck not, my dear friend. your body sure needs vitamins, protein, fibers and shit, but certainly not cartons of cereal with milk, junk food, raw cookie dough and mug cupcakes. that food, that shit that you call food, is not worth any of pain you feel, is not worth any gram of fat that will hang on your body. let’s be real real: with all the fat you’ve got in your body, i think you could just stop eating for a good day.
So you binged and gained?….
It’s either food weight or water weight. Very very little of that will be real weight/fat/(probably) muscle, and that would only be if you went over like…. 4000-5000 calories in one sitting, which is very very unlikely. My go-to binge from McDonalds is only 1800 calories, and its A LOT of food. Don’t stress, if you can. You’re fine. You’ll be just fine. Stay safe and be kind to yourself, and please, please, please; don’t purge.
I know this is so sick but I want to be so skinny people start to care.
Old friends that message me after I post a picture on snapchat because they see how skinny I’ve gotten.
My teachers starring and asking me if I’m okay lately.
My boyfriend worrying because he can feel my ribs protruding into his chest.
I want to be sick and I hate that part of me.
