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i think one of the worse things about growing up in an abusive household is the lack of control. you can’t leave, you can’t get angry back, you’re a child and have no power, no control. unlike with other conflicts, where, though it may be hard, you still have the power to leave. with abusive parents it’s not your problems, or your fault you know?? you have no control. do you think this lack of control transfers to how we do things? like, sometimes i wonder how much my trauma has affected how i live

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meanspo

Do NOT read this if you are easily triggered

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Do you want to be the fat piggy wearing an XL, or the pretty one who can slide into an XS?

Then don’t stuff your FAT fucking face. Imagine that fat friend of yours, the one with the stretch marks and cellulite. Now picture your skinny friend, gliding effortlessly wherever she goes.

Which one do you want to look like? Feel like?

Food is energy NOT something that you can just stuff your face with and not put on weight.

Just fast for one more day. Two more hours. ANYTHING. you just need to starve, fat fucking cow.

You know no one will ever love you while you look like this. Not even yourself.

Didn’t you see how proud your mother was when you started losing weight? No longer having to mother the fat kid of the family.

Don’t fucking ruin this.

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my dad says that I’m so much like my mother. He doesnt mean it in a bad way. But it hurts so much to be compared to the woman who has made me want to kill myself multiple times.