Do You Ever Forget You Have Superpowers? Kon Does Often.

Start each day with a grateful heart.

little reminder for myself

February 16th - 20:24

I flushed my razors and threw away my cigarettes. A new start, I don't think I'll be needing them any more anyways. ^^ ~Anon

July 10th 2016 - 1:04

Night time seems like the common time for sadness to ambush your thoughts and terrorize them. Talking becomes difficult and you can't phase your thoughts good enough for them to spill out of your mouth, instead choking you when they are so close yet so far from being said. You wish for these things to crumble into the night leaving you empty because empty is easier than the screaming. Your broken thoughts become a recurring normality which you find the decency to name. Why these thoughts come so often is beyond you. Eventually they seep into the parts of your life where the sun is shining and your mind is suddenly a thousand times darker than the fire in the sky. Telling yourself lies to make them go away, you know what they are. They speak the truth unlike your filthy mouth which only pours the lies which hides what you really are. Like a wolf in sheep's clothing. Only your cover is wearing thin. ~Anon

November

I hope everyone had a great halloween! It’s officially November now so now it’s that time of year again where everyone skips straight to christmas. Firstly I live in the us so next up is thanksgiving which is like one of the best holidays ever because I mean. Food. I am so happy for Christmas but personally I think it’s to soon. And a little update about how last night went. My sister was very upset and stressed when we went in there so I told her mum would take me trick or treating alone in the country. Of course I lied, I mainly only wanted to go with Aiden, so I went home and slept. We spent $130 on something I didn’t even get to wear. Great. Anyways I’m sure it’s no biggie. Gotta blast. ~Anon

The Glamour of Eating Disorders.

Because of my decade of eating disorders, this is where I’ve been 🦋

🌸I’ve purged in every single bathroom on my college’s campus.

🌸 I’ve been questioned for smelling like vomit

🌸 I’ve bruised my ass and legs (which hurt for weeks after) just by sitting down

🌸 I have fainting spells now! Last Friday I fainted 5 times and was nearly sent to the ER. Once I fainted in the shower and as a result, my boyfriend insists on keeping the bathroom door open and on checking on me. Every shower since.

🌸 I’ve eaten trash during a binge

🌸 I’ve eaten a 2 week old stale donut that I found in my boyfriend’s friend’s apartment during a binge.

🌸 I have rummaged through the homes of friends, family, and even strangers for scales to weigh myself. Once, I even pawed through a frat house during a party to weigh myself. (If you’re curious, I found one and did weigh myself.)

🌸I’ve shoplifted laxatives and diuretics in desperation.

🌸I have bone- bruised my coccyx (tailbone) by sitting on the toilet.

🌸 I’ve seized (had a seizure) because I had binged and purged so many times in a day.

🌸 I have destroyed my thyroid (a very important organ, I may add) because of my years of ED, and will now be on medication for the rest of my life.

🌸I have permanently damaged my intensities from abusing laxatives.

🌸 My stomach is beyond fucked up as a result of permanent damage.

🌸I have abused drugs I didn’t even want to do in order to suppress my appetite.

🌸I have damaged my heart because of my ED.

🌸 I have stolen food to binge and purge.

🌸I have both puked and shit blood because of damaged organs.

🌸I had, at one point, lost half my hair because of malnutrition– adding of course that I grew lanugo EVERYWHERE in addition.

🌸 I get dizzy spells every time I stand

🌸I have taken so many laxatives that I spent an entire day puking and shitting.

🌸 I have seriously emotionally hurt my partner (romantic) because of actions I took because of my eating disorder.

🌸 I have drained my bank account compulsively buying ED shit.

🌸 I have chronic chest pains because of my ED.

🌸 I have gotten bone-bruises in my sleep because I had my joints crossed.

🌸I have lost my adolescence and youth to my ED

🌸 I have estranged myself from my family because of my ED

🌸 I have not spent a day without thinking about my weight since I was 9/10 years old.

🌸 I have had my ED so long, it has become a part of my identity and sense of self– I am terrified of recovery because of this

🌸 I have shortened my lifespan significantly–to the point where I have discussed the fact that I will die first wth my partner, as we plan our future together.

This has ruined my life.

Please do not think these disorders will in any way improve your life, they will only plunge you into hell. I do not say these things for pity or attention– I simply want to deter others from ever dabbling in ED behaviors and encourage those who have not been disordered long to seek help before it’s too late. And, obviously, to deter anyone from seeking this kind of behavior. These diseases will destroy you in every realm of your life. They will kill you. I have lost friends to these diseases. Death is a real threat– do not make the mistake of thinking it cannot happen to you. It will. All an eating disorder will ever be is pain.

We need to destroy the glamour that seems to surround eating disorders, which only exists because of the rampant misinformation on the subject. We must bring the true reality of ED’s to light. We cannot let misinformation ruin any more lives. Please spread the reality of EDs. It’s never too late to recover. I encourage everyone to seek recovery/ and or treatment.

Much Love, K

Bruce: TIM! Are you ok? I heard screaming

Tim, in tears: I had a nightmare about the duolingo owl

Bruce, who's parenting books have not prepared him for this: ....what

Jason, from the other room: HOOT HOOT

Tim: screaming

j u s t g o n n a s t a n d t h e r e a n d w a t c h

m e B U R N ?

the sun couldn’t compare to that smile

Jason only resorts to his emergency signal when he's 0.1 seconds away from death and only when he's 100% reaching raw desperation levels of survival

BUT he also uses it when he's faced with the most mild of inconveniences, so the batfam are always stressed when they get his panic signal because is he about to fucking die or was he just locked out of the family Netflix account?

And obviously they can't take ANY chances, so it's always a 50/50 on whether the night ends with the fam huddled in the medbay of the cave, or whether all of them are fully costumed, weapons sharpened and ready to throw hands in Jason's apartment and Jason's just casually lounging on his couch like "Oh hey guys, I'm out of flour, can one of you run to get some?" with the most annoying shit-eating grin you've ever seen.