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I hope anyone that is having trouble with their weight gets better, I love all of u, and my heart goes out to u. If u ever need anyone to talk to I'm here for u ❤️

accidentally became pescatarian over winter break oopsies bye bye to most meats (i can’t abandon sushi it’s my one thing). honestly i have found that i am enjoying meat less and less so i have already kinda cut out a lot of meat from my diet. looking forward to trying new things and eating somewhat more sustainably :)

this is honestly a scary thing for me because i avoided cutting things out of my diet entirely because of my fear that it would trigger old bad habits. i think that being more intuitive will be more positive for my mind and body so looking forward to that.

tw?¿ 🍽️

Please eat something, atleast try, things you see online isn't real.

You can't enjoy being skinny being dead.

Me: (gets up too quickly)

*vision gets fizzy* *brain gets dizzy*

Me: (humming the line from I/me/myself) I've been feeling lightheaded... Since I lost enough-

Me:

Me: OH THAT'S WHAT HE MEANT BY-

Me:

Me: "light hearted since I gained enough weight back to cover my-" oh my fucking GOD that's about recov-

Me:

Me: wait shouldn't skeleton appreciation day have just given it all away?

I've found that to me, there was quite literally nothing that have brought me more true happiness in my entire life than letting go of the feeling that it's morally reprehensible to do a thing that used to bring me joy. Doesn't matter if the joy was irrational. Doesn't matter if i can't relate to it anymore. Doesn't matter if I'm too aware of how manufactured that joy was in order to be able to feel it again. Just the act of letting go of the guilt, for me, was enough.

Okay so. Yes, fat people are awesome and attractive and deserve the moon. That's not a question. But.

Can we stop talking about people who are mentally ill like their lives and pain and journeys are an argument?

It reminds me so much of that atheist memes Instagram page I used to follow when I was 11, that would always compare the symptoms of religious trauma and OCD (which is true and should be talked about), only to laugh at how "religious fanaticism is clearly mentally ill" and "you guys have got issues".

I was the EDed 15 year old you're talking about. And you're right, it wasn't fun. This isn't a gotcha. I keep living my life with relapse just behind the corner. Also, going to the gym on the regular and eating lots of protein in the hopes of getting buff is more or less my only path in which I have a good chance of ever feeling satisfied with my body without starving, so seeing people calling it "basically just ED light" is so demotivating and honestly just makes me want to give up on recovery. Can you guys PLEASE stop weaponizing the suffering of me and those like me in order to make a point about how it's bad that people don't get to live their lives without society telling them to be obsessed with how their body looks? Thanks.

People who think fat people are inherently unattractive are so fucking deranged. You can accept that there are people out here riding dragon dildos like the cops are behind them but a human being with a statistically above average amount of adipose tissue is out of the question????

There are fat girls in this world who have men screaming crying throwing up, begging for the pussy, on their front yards in the rain with a boombox, and you think you're better than them because you drink the laxatives you sell on tiktok to 15 year olds with EDs like water and act like salad dressing is literal asbestos???

I'll guarantee you right now there's a fat man rocking his girlfriend's bed while she's screaming his name like a prayer and has the sheets in a deathgrip and another one with a twink between his legs holding onto his big ass thighs like a rollercoaster lap bar, and here your goofy ass is in the gym, flexing in the mirror for approval from strangers and living off chalk-flavored bricks and bone marrow until your blood is the consistency of chili flakes and thinking you're smart and they're dumb.

There is something seriously wrong with you all and you need DEEP introspection to fix it.

You’re Already Beautiful

A poem by: Me

This poem is NOT MEANT to GLORIFY eating disorders! It is meant to PREVENT them!

I need to read happy books

Not books about girls in paper-thin bodies

Because then I start thinking that is cool

I want to be like them

And the horrifying thing is

If Anorexia didn’t sicken me

I think I would do it

Just for fun

No excessive weighing or exercise

Not worrying about calories

I have a fast metabolism anyway

Just to see how little I can eat in a day

in a week

In a year

But I already think I’m beautiful

So if I do this then I become less beautiful

And hairy

And disgusting and gross-looking

So I won’t.

I say as I lick the tomato pie off my fingers

Not today.

Because I have far bigger problems than girls in matchstick bodies

who don’t know that they were already beautiful

before they started starving themselves

And purging it all out in school bathrooms

I will say it again for those girls who want to be thin

Who want to be pretty

You do not need to do this to yourselves

I know your eyes are broken

Only seeing calories and numbers on the scale and I can go one more hour, one more day

You can’t

Trust me.

You were already beautiful before you decided that breakfast was too much calories

And while we’re at it, lunch

And dinner

You were already beautiful before you puked in the bathroom

Trying to get rid of the things in your stomach that were keeping you from your weight goal

You were already beautiful before they brought you to a hospital and stuck tubes in your stomach and your arms and everything is too much calories

You were already beautiful before the therapy sessions

Before you got told that you were going to get better

And you didn’t believe them

Do me a favor

You don’t have to believe them right this second

Because you’re too focused on staying the right size

But please

Believe them before it’s too late

So that you can grow up

And live

And tell your own story

When you do I want you to tell them this:

I didn’t know it back then, but I was already beautiful.

And for the ones who are starting right now

STOP.

Get off social media.

Tell your friends to stop talking about impressing the boys.

Look at yourself in the mirror

And shove down all those voices that tell you that

you’re fat

And ugly

And worthless

Because you’re not.

Not at all.

You are BEAUTIFUL.

And don’t let anyone EVER make you forget it.

Will you do that for me?

Can you promise?

Because I can tell you right now

I don’t know you or your stories

But I do know this

You can’t fall into trouble if you never start

And you can’t avoid trouble unless you stop

So for all you girls out there who hate your bodies

Who want to become birds and fly away

Stay on the ground

You’re safe here

Even if sometimes it doesn’t feel like it

Tell those voices in your head

To go away and never return

And remember

You’re already beautiful.

This is for all my followers who are struggling with eating disorders, whether it be either Anorexia or Bulimia.

This poem is NOT meant to encourage your disorders in any way!

It is meant to STOP them!

Please be safe and healthy. You are all loved during this difficult time in our world. My DMs are always open. I love you all and think each and every one of you is beautiful❤️

But we cannot simply sit and stare at our wounds forever.

The only reason why I'm excited for Ramadan is that I'm going to lose weight.

And is it healthy ? Probably not.

Am I going to hate myself for it? Fuck yeah

Am I going to be happy? Definitely not.

Am I going to feel better in my own skin? I can always dream of it.

But at least I'll lose weight.

I wish

Thinspos

I wish I was dead.

I hate when I binge. I feel so guilty like I've committed a crime.Why I feel so?

Cheatsheet to writing ED'd characters (masterpost)

This will be focused on Anorexia and bulimia because those are the ones I experienced, but feel free to reblog with info abour EDNOS/BED/pica/AFRID pr whatever.

- ED'd people think about eating and food almost all the time. I've been in recovery without lapses for about a year now and it's still the thing I think the most about

- EDs are more about control than they are about food. They function similarly to OCD obsessions and addictions

- You don't hate yourself all the time. Once you lose weight, you get a confidence boost and suddenly become super cocky in your weight 'accomplishments'. You can't stop touching your collarbones once they start to show, you caress your waist and circle your wrists and that is very soothing.

- Most of us never look or feel sick enough. Ever.

- Some people forget that not eating leads to not having energy, which leads to being tired all the time.

- Being tired leads to being boring, losing your personality, losing interest in everyone and everything and hating stairs

- I cannot emphasize enough how much we hate stairs

- Once you starve yourself for long enough you may start to be cold all the time, lose hair, get bruises easily and lose balance. If you're anything like me, you'll get intense headaches and be dizzy all the time

- Most girls/people with uteruses don't lose their period at all. No ED'd people I know have lost their period, although I've heard about some who have

- Your breath will stink and you will fart a lot. It's gross and people will notice

- Once you start eating again, you will get diarrhea and lose control of you sphincters. I have shat my pants a lot during recovery. The reason this happens is that your guts stop getting used to food and they just let it out as it got in

- Refeeding is very dangerous. People die from eating again too suddenly. Their organs literally burst with food

- You will be hungry all the time, but you will have no appetite. Once you're in recovery, you'll get filled very easily and people will be mad because they think you're not taking it seriously.

- Some people with bulimia lose their teeth and get ulcers. Thankfully, the worst I got was a sore throat for a full week

- Vomiting is hard. Like, very hard. You have to stick your whole ass hand in there. There's a technique to it but It's a bit dangerous to say it on the internet, or at all. Just know that it's not easy and the first time it will take from 10 minutes to an hour. I don't know of any bulimics who got it right on the first try. For me, it took like 20

- People who use objects to purge are risking their lives. There's a lot of self care involved in bulimia, and most posts you will find online are harm reduction.

- Vomiting feels like shit but also like heaven. There's a bit of a rush after you do it, and the first time I did it I felt so proud that I told my fellow ED'd friends about it. None of them were proud

- Lots of EDers develop their illnesses while healing from addictions, specially self harm

- Lots of EDers actually develop addictions during or after they have their ED. Alcohol is not that frequent, as it has calories, but anything that suppresses appetite is very tempting

- Like, very tempting. I know people who have paid people with prescriptions for extra strong laxatives and appetite suppressants

- Speaking of appetite suppressants, we can't live without black coffee or green tea

- Contrary to popular belief, lots of EDers love cooking. We also watch lots of cooking channels and mukbangs and wonder around grocery stores without ever buying anything. Choosing what to eat is horrible for me even after recovery. I always need to know in advance

- People hide food in their rooms, not only to eat in in secret, but also to let it rot because you'rescared of being found out. I once hid a handful of cherries in my bag and they developed mold and I had to carry it by hand out of the house because my mum inspected my trash.

- There was a very prominent ED scene in the early 2000s. People used to meet up from the internet to binge and purge together. Bestie goals I guess. Now the forums still exist, but it's not the same

- No EDer has just their ED. Everyone has another mental illness. My favorite (and my personal one) is ED + OCD. It's a hellscape but it's my hellscape

- Laxatives don't make you lose weight. People use them to feel clean. I've never used them, but I heard they're very addictive and not worth it

- There are people with Anorexia fetishes. These people are also usually pedophiles

- ED'd people will usually get angry at you if you insinuate that they may have an ED. The only time I yelled to my mother is when she tried to talk to me about it

- Fights and fights and fights. Every relationship ever will be strained and you will feel like shit, but your ED is more important. You start resenting people for caring about you

- Most people won't ever notice. Everyone has the same tricks for being undetected, but you will feel like a fucking genius for it.

- Some people move from Anorexia to eating very healthy and only what they consider clean and worth it. In other words, some people move from Anorexia to orthorexia

- The average recovery time from Anorexia is 7 years. Some people have chronic EDs, and some people think no EDer really ever recovers at all

- Every day I'm as thankful to have recovered as I am tempted to relapse

Finally, make sure to be very careful writing your ED'd character. There's hardly any serious representation in media, even less of good ones. Probably Charlie Spring from Heartstopper is the best ED representation I've ever seen. It legitimately made me cry of how relatable it was. Make sure to check out OfHerbsAndAltars in youtube, they make great ED and drug related videos that are actually realistic and accurate. Also there are forums if you want to risk your mental health. Good luck and happy writing!

Eating disorder is a fucking vicious circle

Hey, how do you think an Yandere Batfam would deal with an s/o or someone with eating disorders? Sorry, I’ve struggled with them all my life and was curious. Thank you!

Hi! Thanks for the question, and don’t apologize, it’s completely okay and a good request.

Ima do a mix of your request and do Dick and Jason as s/o’s to the reader then everyone else is platonic.

Also with eating disorders I feel it is personalized in an individuals way and it can be different for everyone. So sorry if this isn’t completely as you were thinking and I tried my best to build off of experience.

Please let me know if there’s anything that should be changed.

Let’s try headcannons again shall we?

No specified pronouns

▸You had a eating disorder for a long time before meeting Dick and Jason; and them being detectives picked up on the eating habits pretty quickly

▸ They wouldn’t just blurt it out and force you to tell them why you weren’t eating, or not eating as much. They had too much respect for you to do that, well unless the situation arises where they are forced to confront you.

▸They gently encourage you to eat, but not overwhelmingly, but just enough to get a couple of bites. They take notice and see what safe foods you prefer and what ones are a little more overwhelming.

▸It was odd for you, your family didn’t understand it and just thought it was something you could easily get over, but Jason and Dick? They knew what to do, and if they didn’t they’d gladly research it and figure it out.

▸ Dick and Jason met you at the same time, it was a rather odd interaction. Almost like every typical romance story; running into them. Literally.

▸They had both felt the impact when they looked down and saw the most precious person they’d ever seen. Both became instantly attached, although Bruce and the others were concerned. How could a person draw in the boys who couldn’t be anymore different than the other, other than their vigilante life of course.

▸Which led to dinner at the Wayne’s Mansion. Alfred of course made a wide variety of foods, each dish was one of your favorites or at least ones you preferred at the request of the two men who easily became the most important people in your life.

▸Bruce and made everyone be at dinner that night, including Tim and Damien. Both complained, Damien more than Tim, but they couldn’t deny their curiosity. No matter how much they acted like they hated each other, they wanted what was best for them.

▸They knew a little bit about your eating habits but Jason and Dick wanted to wait for you to tell them yourself. They just wanted to make sure they wouldn’t make any comments about it or anything of the sort.

▸When the doorbell rang, Alfred opened it with a comforting smile. The two men stood on either side of you with a comforting hand somewhere on your body. Alfred welcomed you inside and you became slightly overwhelmed at the humongous mansion. But Dick and Jason accounted for it and easily talked to you and eased your fears.

▸Walking into the dining room was stressful as Alfred had announced ‘Master Bruce’ and the boys were already seated.

▸ The three of them were not prepared to see you. They expected someone a little rough in the edges like every other person in Gotham. But there was just a lingering spark in your eyes as you were introduced by your boyfriends to their family.

▸They had all became instantly attached, each seeing someone who was now apart of their disfuncional family.

▸Damian and Tim saw a new favorite sibling, Bruce saw ‘kid’ that was different the others. Someone who wasn’t ruined by Gotham.

▸ You sat at the head of the table, facing Bruce. Bruce had Tim and Damien on either side of him while Dick and Jason were on either side of you. Alfred had excused himself to go out tonight so it was just the 6 of them, leaving his seat empty.

▸ You were hesitant as you watched everyone pile food on their plates. Big portions of anything and everything that was on the table. Before even having to reach Jason and Dick had put food on your plate. Small portions, allowing you to try a little first.

▸After dinner that night you were officially apart of the family, you were invited over practically every day. Hanging out with everyone in the Batfam as if they were yours from the beginning.

▸But you were theirs. They were extremely protective and cautious about your health but they did approached it the right way, the way that would make you the most comfortable

▸Everyone contributed a little, helping build you up day by day, patience never wavering. They wanted you to feel comfortable and healthy with who you are and you eventually felt more confident with their support and love.

▸The Batfamily would never stop taking care of you, They would help you Whenver you needed it, cause they loved you no matter what.

To all of you struggling with your bodies, keep going. You will never regret choosing to live. I love each and every one of you 💛

Nothing hurts quite like watching your loved ones enjoy delicious food that you'd do almost anything to eat while you starve and envy them and your stomach churns, empty with acid and consuming itself.

You don't want this. No one should covet Anorexia Nervosa, or any ED. They are pain and suffering and misery. Get out while you can. Get out before it's a disorder and no longer a crash diet that you started just to lose a few pounds. It's not worth it.

Fight. Please. For those of us who know nothing else anymore, fight for your life. Because if you don't fight, the only way out is a slow and painful death. Please don't give up, it's never too late but it does get harder and harder the longer you suffer. Get help.

I don't know who needs to hear this, but if you're 11-18, you don't need to be worrying about your body. You are a child. You are going to change so much in the next couple of years, so give yourself some time. Feed yourself for all of the changes your body is going through. You don't need to have slim thighs, bigger breasts, a smaller waist, toned arms, a round butt, abs, or any of the standards the world has used to lie to you. You also should not be comparing yourself TO ANYONE. Not the sophomore you pass by in the hallways, not the actress on the TV, not even your sister. People that are younger than you, your age, or especially if they are older, don't compare yourself to them. You don't understand the difference just a few years can make. I cannot tell you how much I changed from age 13 to 14 years old, both mentally and physically. That's only one year of time. And please do not compare yourself to adults. Even if you aren't 11-18, there is still no reason to compare yourself. Be kind to yourself. Please. You are so much more than your body. I know it doesn't feel that way but I promise.