The Things Pro Ana/Mia and Eating Disorders Don’t Tell You:
  1. If you are losing weight unhealthily, it won’t stay off because your body will go into starvation mode.
  2. You will never be skinny enough. Even if you reach your UGW, you will still want to keep going since you got that far.
  3. Losing ridiculous amounts of weight won’t make boys/girls like you better, it will just worry your family and friends.
  4. Hospitals and admission are scary, but death is scarier.
  5. You won’t enjoy shopping more if you lose alot of weight, you won’t have enough energy to enjoy anything.
  6. The more weight you lose, and the quicker you lose it, the more damage you will do to your body and it can become irreversible.
  7. People will not envy you for being so determined, they will worry and become scared and do anything they can to help you.
  8. Losing excessive amounts of weight does not make you strong, it just shows how much you really hate yourself.
  9. Your bones are not supposed to be on the outside of your body.
  10. Thigh gaps do not change your life.
  11. Purging, fasting, restricting and over exercising become awfully painful, and will become so out of control that it doesn’t become a choice.
  12. Perfect is not a number, perfect does not exist.
  13. If you have wide hips, no matter how much weight you lose, they will not shrink. You can’t lose weight in your bones.
  14. Being underweight doesn’t make you happier, or proud and no one will compliment you. All they will see is someone who is sick.

I want to hunt down each and every thinspo blog on Tumblr and go to their house with a gun and point it at their head and when they beg for me not to I will say, “Sorry, you promote slow death, so I am just doing it quickly for you before you hurt anyone else with your ignorance.”

Shoot.

Death.

If you have an issue, come to my personal blog and attack me.






100mugsofcoffee:

A year ago, I was sitting in this bedroom and I was calculating how many calories I should deprive my body of to be dead as soon as humanly possible. Writing that now makes me feel ashamed by it is the truth. I had hidden myself from everyone that loved me and lied continously about the food I was consuming and I thought I would doing it so well. But the truth is, everyone could see how sick I was getting. Looking at pictures, I still don’t see how emanciated I apparently was, but when people talk about it, you can see in their eyes that it was the truth. 

My goal from my diagnosed anorexia was not to get to a perfect weight, but to be so sickly thin that it would kill me. I didn’t care how I looked, I felt pretty good I thought when thinking back to it now, I was a robot. I felt nothing, I hid away and I wasted every day, with numbers of calories being the only thing that consumed my every thought. I didn’t care about my family, I didn’t care about my son, I just wanted to die and torture my body as slow and as painfully as I could.

Anorexia does take all of the bad feelings away, I know I didn’t cry for a long time before I got help, but it also takes all of the good feelings life gives you. I didn’t smile, I didn’t laugh, I just honestly did not feel a thing. Some people may say how great that must have been, but it wasn’t. I was so numb, that I couldn’t imagine ever actually feeling again.

Thankfully, I was taken to Emergency by my psychologist and forcefully admitted into hospital. My parents knew that I was going to be admitted, but I wasn’t told a thing and I am so happy now that I had no idea, because I know I would have done something stupid to make sure that didn’t happen. I didn’t want to lose ‘Ana’, I felt like that was all I had. I felt like I was so strong and worthy because I could starve my body for such long periods of time. But I know now it is all a lie.

I wasn’t strong, I was weak and had completely given up and my brain was so under nourished, that I couldn’t see what damage I was doing to myself, and to everyone around me. 

It has been a year. I still struggle every day, but I thank everyone that loved me and supported me through the hardest times because I can now feel. I can read a book and actually feel something whilst doing so. I can look at my son and be over taken completely by my love for him. I can hear a song and smile. I can laugh genuinely. I can kiss my girlfriend and feel desire and love and hope and feel my craving for our future together. I can hug my Mum and feel the warmth. I can go to DBT and feel proud when I understand what I am learning.

There are so many things that I can enjoy now that I am not hurting myself. It is hard to want to let go of sometimes, but life should be more than just strolling through, unexcited and unenthused. We should feel all of the emotions we can because even when we ache with sadness and anxiety and anger, there is still a whole spectrum of wholesome and amazing emotions we can also experience. We have to take the good and the bad as a whole, but it is worth it.

If you are struggling, know that it does genuinely get easier. The emptiness isn’t worth it, life has so much to offer to you and you just can’t see it yet. But I promise, one day you will wake up and you will feel strong and brave and ready. But until then, fight like hell. Eat food when you are hungry, see friends even when you don’t want to, tell people how you genuinely feel, don’t isolate yourself.

We have one life, so why do we feel such a need to not actually experience it? Eating disorders give you one thing, hell. They take all of the good away and turn you into an emotionless skeleton and it’s such a disappointment because why do we try to run away from all of the good things when we haven’t yet had the opportunity to experience them yet. We are humans and we should be living this life. Every single person on this planet deserves that chance, even if they don’t believe it.