Please take the time to read this article so you can understand that eating disorders are not really about beauty.

http://catherineofsiena.wordpress.com/2011/07/09/the-beauty-myth/

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thinwillalwayswin:

You lose your joy. Your smile. Your confidence. Your friends. Your intimacy with others. Your social life. Your desire to live. Your time. Your sanity. Your hair. Your health. Your grades. Your respect for yourself. Your good judgement. Your sleep. Opportunities. You lose your life. People will try to warn you that you can die from an eating disorder. They don’t just mean physically.

Yeah I know I posted this. I’m just reblogging cause it needs to be said again!

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morningismockingme:

there’s an ache in the middle of my heart. it isnt real. it is a figment of my imagination. it is sitting in what should be my soul. it is the reason my eyes are red, my nails are turning blue and my stomach is empty. it coats my emotions a varnish of sadness and i allow it because secretly i know that is the only emotion i know and the only one that allows me to know i am real. it weighs me down and whispers softly in my ear, kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself.

I’ve realized that i’m very co-dependent. 
My “recovery” ( if that’s what you could call it..) was completely reliant on my boyfriend. I would eat because he’d make me, and I wouldn’t purge because he follows me to the bathroom. Of course I had loopholes and I was still restricting, but he always made sure I at least ate something.

But now he’s in jail.. He’s been there for 47 days- and I’ve already plummeted back deep into my eating disorder. I miss him so much, I need him so much. He calls as often as he can. I’ve already spent $60.00 on phone calls not counting my phone bill.
I visit twice a week, so I get 4 hugs a week. It’s not enough. I’m falling a part.

I feel like i’m going to end up in the hospital.I don’t want to do that, visiting him would be impossible of course, and mail would be slow.

So I guess that’s why i’m back on the internet, for those of you on Whyeat and such. I just need the support, I need the friends, I need people to communicate with.

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“Razors pain you, rivers are damp, acid stains you, drugs cause cramps, gun aren’t lawful, nooses give, gas smells awful, you might as well live. “

~Lisa ( Girl, Interrupted)