for me, restricting isn’t even that hard once i get into it.

the hard part is the waiting. waiting to lose weight. waiting to feel more bones. waiting to become skinny.

I’m either “can I have two Big Macs, three large fries, chicken nuggets, a coke and also I’d like a big milkshake”

or

“this has 200 calories!!!!??? haha nope.”

there’s no in between

Meirl

all it should take if you’re disciplined enough is three to four months. you’ll be at you goal weight in four months.

the food will still be there in four months. mcdonald’s will still exist in four months. that donut place will still be there after four months. food won’t leave, it’ll still be there when you’re skinny. why eat it now? why not eat it when you’ve reached your goal?

[ what i tell myself every time. ]

— Unknown (via syntacked)

“Anorexia doesn’t mean that you don’t eat. We all would be dead by now.

Anorexia means that every time you eat, you suddenly feel fatter.

Anorexia means that every time you eat, you feel a voice in your head that says “you should’t have eaten that”.

Anorexia means that every time you see someone skinny you feel like dying.

Anorexia means wanting to weigh yourself every hour just to see the numbers going down down down.

Anorexia means wanting to weigh yourself but being afraid to because you know you shouldn’t have eaten that piece of cake yesterday.

THIS IS ANOREXIA. So please, if you don’t know anything about it, don’t come to me with your bullshit, because I don’t wanna hear any of that. “

- sum random ana blogger

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Please don’t forget that it is not normal to feel guilty for eating. It is not normal to hate your body to the point of destroying it. It is not normal to want to see your bones and it is not normal to want to disappear. Wanting to shed a few pounds before summer is normal, but making it the only thing that counts is not. You deserve to feel better than this. You deserve to look forward to summer instead of being scared of looking fat in a bikini. You deserve to feel valuable no matter what size your pants are. I hope you’ll be able to see the magic in your whole being one day. I hope, by then, you’ll have realized that it’s not about thigh gaps or goal weights or collarbones. The things you’re risking your life for don’t mean a thing, I promise.

“i wouldn’t say she’s anorexic i’ve seen her eat before” -my aunt

reblog if this made you cringe as hard as it did to me lmao

me:

my ed:

me:

my ed: that’s not very anorexic of you

when you eat something without thinking, and when you finish it it hits you what you just ate, and you slowly try to figure out how to get rid of it but you already can feel the calories kicking in, and to top it off you’re in a public place so you can’t do anything about it, so instead you sit back and think of yourself as a fat cow because you ate it. This is what goes on in a person’s head who has an eating disorder every time they eat.

Is this worth aspiring for a thigh gap? No.

sometimes, i just don’t feel like talking. doesn’t mean i’m angry with you or upset. it just means the conversation in my head is a little louder than the one you’re trying to have with me

You all know that feeling of overwhelming sadness and a part of your brain is like “food will make us feel better” and then you are like “no remember we feel like this cuz of food” and after two minutes you brain says the same thing and u gotta repeat it over and over again?