I realize I should leave, but I stay because I need a place to vent my emotions and thoughts. All of these posts talking about how much better life will be when you’re skinny are such bullshit. I just want to scream DO YOU REALLY WANT MY LIFE?! LET ME TELL YOU ALL ABOUT MY LIFE WITH CHRONIC ANOREXIA (keep in mind that I’m 27 and have had this illness for a decade):
-I have absolutely no job history -I live solely off of disability income -I have little to no friends -I don’t have a college degree or much of a higher education -I’m an adult that lives with her parents -I do nothing but cry, starve, weigh, and repeat -I have no sense of who I am other than anorexic -I barely leave my room -I’m too weak to do much -I’ve lived my entire adult life in treatment centers and hospitals -My floor is covered in all the hair I’ve lost -My favorite parts of the day are the times I allow myself to eat one of the same three safe foods and when I’m tired enough to go to sleep -I cry myself to sleep over hunger and loneliness every night -I cry when I wake up knowing that I have hours left in the day to be alive
Do ya feel dAiNtY now?
Dont like broccoli?
I didnt really mind broccoli before
Like i had either broccoli or green beans w/ almost every (savory type) meal that also included protein and stuff and used it as a low cal filler for more volume and as a palate cleanser tbh
I liked the taste but i wouldnt say i liked it more than a jap sweet potato (GOSH WHY DO THEY HAVE TO BE EVEN MORE CALORIFIC THAN A NORMAL SWEET POTATO)
when they start getting brown stripes on the stem fUCKKKKK
I could now just eat it straight up instead of roasted jap sweet potatoes (i still like j.st.potaters better buttttttttt)
This has a jerky like texture which<3
AND no microwaving veggies DOES NOT make it lose most/all of its nutritional value,,,, thats just a widespread misconception based on hypothesis and findings from few earlier studies, that have been disproved since, which have been exacerbated by popular media...
notice how after boiling veggies youre able to make a broth? Ye those are "lost" nutrients that came from the veg..
Ofc some nutrients are gonna be lost through microwaving but not AS much since its a quicker cooking process
You can look further into this subject if it interests you, but i won't bore yall too much w/ info i find interesting
But also hey if you like boiled/steamed broccoli im not taking that away from ya. prepare it however you wish, just sharing a way I found brocolli more enjoyable for me thats all
Heck yeah
my friend and i set up a server for our eating disorder and it’s really snazzy i want ppl to join bc it’s pretty cool. we are funny it will be fun im bad at advertising but trust me
its overwhelming.
SYRINGECORIC - a gender connected or related to medical syringes, sub type of medcoric
Hey fatass. Were you thinking about eating? Well read this. Look at you. Look at yourself. YOU. ARE. FAT. You know why? Because you eat all the damn time, that’s why. You need to get off your lard ass and do some exercise. 100 jumping jacks, 70 crunches, 50 sit ups, 40 squats, 30 lunges, 20 mountain climbers, 10 push ups. It’ll feel much better than eating whatever the hell you were thinking about. Don’t eat that. Don’t you know what food is? It’s just a nice way to see fat. Fat just sits around and makes you jiggly and unattractive. You know who likes fatass people? NOBODY. You can’t control yourself, can you? Whatever you see, you just put it in your mouth, you don’t care that it just turns into fat. Sits around your stomach and fills in where your thigh gap would be if you were worthy of having one. Just do yourself a favour. Don’t eat that. Do some exercise, drink some water. I promise it’s better than eating whatever you were just thinking about. The craving will pass, i promise. Don’t eat, you’ll be happier.
@altarofbones
It's for me 💋
Honestly, I love feeling confidently sexual. I want people to see me, hear the clack of my heeled boots, and think "damn, that's a slut". I want sugar free lollies to turn men on as I obliviously suck them. I want that attention. To get dress coded. To look fun. I want to feel powerful.
Not have these jiggly thighs and flabby tummy. I don't want my thigh high stockings to spill over like muffins. Leg flab to buldge from my fishnets. I want my collarbones to peak over my shoulder cut tops, and chokers to accentuate my jugular. I want to have long fingers perfect to touch you with, and cheekbones that stick out whenever you put anything in my mouth. I want my skin to finally be smooth, and clear. Shoulders too bony to support my lingerie straps letting them entice you as you imagine stripping me down. I want to be confident in the treasures you'll find underneath. My eyes to look big. My hipbones to be an arrow pointing to where I want you.
I want it all. I want it, I want it so bad. Perhaps I'm a sadomasochist torturing myself. Edging myself to that body, and then, then... then... ruining it. I scream and cry begging master to let me have it, but the mirror has no reply.
You want it bitch? Work for it.
it’s wabbit season! Ψ(`_´ # )↝