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The most terrible thing is when you're a skinny person with binge eating disorder. Everyone will be proud of you for eating, be amazed at how much you can eat. "Wow, where does it all go?" "I wish I could eat as much as you and still be skinny." "It's fine, because you're not fat! You don't have a problem with food! You need to eat more anyway!" And they'll never know how it FEELS, to eat and eat and you can't stop and you don't even WANT to eat but it's an obsession, an addiction, it's taken over your life and you can't stop, you can't stop, but you still have to go to dance tomorrow and wear a leotard and your last binge won't have been digested and pooped out yet so you'll still look huge and you'll be constipated and everyone will be staring at you thinking why is her stomach so large and when is someone going TO NOTICE THAT I HAVE A PROBLEM I NEED HELP PLEASE HELP ME

But you're skinny, so you're fine.

TW!! Eating Disorder

Binge Eating Disorder isn’t talked about enough, or isn’t taken seriously enough.

To someone who isn’t educated about it, it just seems like they have a big appetite, but it’s more than that.

It’s the shame in knowing there are hidden wrappers in your room.

It’s eating more and more, feeling obligated to finish what you were eating, and feeling guilty later.

It’s feeling so insecure about your body, feeling too chubby, glaring at your love handles and cellulite, and eating to make yourself feel better.

It’s doctor visits where they tell you to eat healthier, eat fiber, so you add that to what you already eat.

It’s you telling yourself, “it’s okay. I’ll eat less tomorrow.” And wishing those wretched numbers on the scale would go down.

It’s watching your friends say “I’m not hungry” with a smile, while you sit with your stomach empty and smile “me neither” and yet when they leave you eat until you might throw up.

People say “ you should eat more!” When they find out you have an eating disorder, and “ that can’t be that bad.” When it’s binge eating disorder.

Binge eating disorder is serious, and often it’s only the people going through it that realize that.

Spread awareness about binge eating disorder.

you’re not alone

And if you're all four?

I feel

Do you ever feel like you have millions of needles poking into your skin?

Do you ever feel like you have burrs embedded in your flesh?

Do you ever feel like your blood has stopped circulating, even though you know you are perfectly healthy?

Do you ever feel like your brain is going too fast for your body to be able to catch up?

Do you ever feel like you might not be entirely alive?

HOLY SHIT

WHERE DID “ASS-BUNS” COME FROM

AND “LET ME SEDUCE YOU”

what the hell I’m dying of laughter

Ukrainian dub of Good Omens is the best 

Crowley: I’ll take you wherever your heart desires (not “I’ll give you a lift, wherever you want to go” and it was absolutely unnecessary to translate it like that but they did) Aziraphale: you are too fast for me, Crowley (not “go too fast”)

Crowley: We will go off together (instead of “we can” as a suggestion, he just states it as a fact).

Crowley: No one will forgive me, I’m unpardonable, that’s what I am.  Also Crowley (later): Forgive me, angel, forgive me, whatever I said I didn’t mean it, play along for me, I’m asking for forgiveness here! Yes? Good, then get in the car. (Instead of saying “I’m sorry” and “I apologize” he asks to be forgiven).

Crowley: I’ve lost my best friend. Aziraphale: I’m sorry. (not “I’m so sorry to hear that”, just “I’m sorry”)

Aziraphale: I just need a body, it’s way harder to find than you think Crowley: I don’t wanna know Aziraphale: Pity I can’t use yours. Angel, demon, we’d explode. See you in Tadfield, move your ass-buns Crowley: w-what? Aziraphale: Tadfield Crowley: I heard you, I was just thrown off by the ass-buns

Aziraphale: Do something! Crowley: I’m having a heartfelt moment here! (instead of just “a moment”)

Crowley: Rest in peace. You were a beautiful car (has double meaning, both “good” and “beautiful”, it’s the word Aziraphale uses to describe the goodness in Crowley. originally it’s just “a good car”)

Gabriel: God doesn’t play games with the Universe Crowley: Where do you even live? (instead of “where have you been?”)

Crowley: You can stay at my place if you want (the word choice kind of implies that Aziraphale can stay for as long as he needs or wants to) Aziraphale: I’m afraid my people won’t like that Crowley: you don’t have your people anymore. neither of us do. we’re our own and each other’s people now. 

Crowley: let me seduce you to a spot of lunch  Aziraphale: I succumb to your seduction 

Aziraphale: I want to think that nothing would’ve worked if deep in your soul you weren’t a bit good (can be translated as “beautiful”)  Crowley: and if you, deep in your soul, weren’t to a certain degree a bastard who is worth getting closer acquainted with. to your well-being (literal translation of ukrainian “cheers”) and to this world. Aziraphale: to this world.

my OCD: it’s HIATUS

OCD culture is feeling bad about taking a haitus from your blog without warning anyone beforehand