Maybe the first time was when my friend told me I was too heavy to support during a back bend when I was 9.
Maybe it was when I was growing up and my mom constantly talked about her body negatively and pinched her body fat.
Maybe it was when my mom commented on what was on my plate.
Maybe it was when my twin called my cellulite gross when he didn’t know what it was.
Maybe it was when my mom called herself a f4t p1g.
Maybe it was when I was the biggest in my friend group.
Maybe it was when I was in gym class and I didn’t want to be weighed in front of all the pretty girls.
inspired by @stopstuffingyourface
。𖦹°‧⭑.ᐟ enough bs. start holding yourself accountable. you're not gunna get skinny without the work.
YOU have to do it for YOU. no one else can.
okay guys, it’s time for me to lock in. i go to vacation in may and need to lose as much as possible. here’s my plan
at least 10k steps a day
coffee for breakfast
drink more water
stay away from sweets
go to the gym at least 3x a week
stay under 1k c@ls a day (even better if i stay around 500)
i ate too much today and yesterday.
yesterday i had macaroni and cheese (350), peanut butter crackers (180) , then a cheeseburger and fries
today i had: some general tsos and white rice and a milkshake
i think i’m going to fast tomorrow
reblog if you're looking for an ana buddy to help keep eachother motivated and accountable <3
logging onto tumblr dot com after binging the whole day
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