It's Gonna Be 8 Years Of That Hellish Eating Disorder Messing With Me. I Can't Stop Counting The Cals.

It's gonna be 8 years of that hellish eating disorder messing with me. I can't stop counting the cals. I can't stop wanting to lose weight but can't go back to eating as little as I did before.

Something deep inside of me is convinced that not eating is the solution to all of my problem.

I hate capitalism cause it created ultra processed stuff filled with sugar, causing me to binge.

I have an eating disorder but I don't want to die.

I don't want to die. People think that girls with an ED want to die. I want to live but differently.Being skinny is never just about being skinny, it's about ascending and floating above this heavy world that we live in.

I feel psychotic from all of the stress caused by my studies.

I have a master thesis to hand at the end of next week and a internship which is litteral hell. I am loosing my mind.

I was walking to the internship when I started to hear voices telling me everybody was about to kill me. The voices sounded like my voice but it wasn't me.

Never again in my life I'll do something that I hate. I'm going mad.

I don't have time to be depressed, I'm busy running after usless academic success

Being anxious is sexy until your health starts to leave the chat