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high fives for low lifes

@abersonstokay

"no one brings flowers when your brain gets sick“
Diese Vorstellungen und Alpträume in meinem Kopf treiben mich nachts in den Wahnsinn.

HOW IT STARTED

It started as a diet, because I wanted a “bikini body ”.

It started as a coping mechanism, to cope with my depression.

It started as a way of expressing outwardly my inner pain my parents chose to ignore.

It started when my dad pinched my stomach fat and laughed.

It started as an obsession, to be perfect in every way.

It started as a way of killing myself, without the immediate effect of dying .

It started as a way of self harm, but without the permanent scars.

It started as a punishment for my parents’ abusive behaviour.

It started as a result of another illness.

It started when I couldn’t afford food anymore.

It started because I wanted him to stay.

It started because I lost appetite and pleasure for anything I used to enjoy.

It started when I wanted to be a model.

It started when I came across a proana site.

It started after I stopped feeling lovely.

It started when the skinny girls in my class began to attract all the guys.

It started because I wanted to fit in those size XS jeans.

It started because it was a cry for help.

It started because I hate myself.

It started because I believed skinny girls to be happier.

It started because I wasn’t sick enough.

It started when I couldn’t cope with his death any longer.

It started because my doctor called me fat.

It started because I wanted to lose weight fast.

It started because no other diet seemed to work.

It started when living was terribly painful and I didn’t want to live any longer.

It started when I was ashamed of myself just for existing and breathing made me feel guilty enough, to the point where I couldn’t stop thinking about suicide. I just wanted to disappear and scare everyone away.