Didn’t think my blog would get nuked, but here we are.
Do people seriously think we just disappear when they report us? We’re mentally ill, not clueless. We come back. We always come back.
This space was in NO WAY about promoting an 3d. This was about surviving one.
3@ting d1s0rd3rs are psychiatric illnesses. Some of the most deadly ones out there. And yet, when we talk about it, when we vent, when we post memes to cope, when we build friendships and even talk about healing, we get shut down.
I get it. 3d content can be triggering. But that’s what the block button is for.
Let us have our space. Please. We’re not glorifying this. We’re living through it. Sometimes even just barely.
This is where we process. This is where we find people who get it. This is where we make plans to recover, even if we’re not there yet.
I’m back. I’ll be venting. I’ll be posting shit in ways that help me cope. There will be memes. There will be pain. There will be hope.
And I still wouldn’t wish this hell on anyone.
The only reason my outfits aren’t eating is because I AM
"u have to eat" stop peer pressuring me bro
We got ice cream together today:')
Its ok tho cause i didnt go over my kcal limit for the day and had a nice time with the guy i love the most! :D
I kinda feel lucky both me and my bf are broke af cause that prevents me from gaining the couple weight. Like we would prob go out and eat ice cream every single day if we could afford it
How my bf discrib me vs how i feel
they were right, fat DOES last longer than flavor…
Happy that i don’t crave candy bars and sweets.
Depressed that i crave pasta and chips.
Manifesting -5kg for everyone who reblogs
why do I keep going over my cal limit
like I ate my maintenance cals for like 4 days now :(((
you guys will never catch me posting f@t5p0 because the people in those images are real people with real feelings just because i am feeling bad about my body doesn’t give me the right to make someone else feel bad about themselves
Today i fucked up by eating my maintenance kcals. The issue is not just that i ate my maintenance kcals, the issue is also that half of the calories i ate came from fucking bread and butter. Im gonna fast for atleast 24h, till i feel more like me and less like a bloated fucking balloon