Tyleno1

I hate to break it to the girls who think being skinny with their eating disorder is going have pro's.

You will not do things without running out of breath. In fact, you'll be even more out of breath doing simple activities because you are so weak. I had times where I couldn't make it through the grocery store without heavy breathing and faintness.

You won't be the skinny friend. You'll be the old friend who isolated themselves after lashing out on everyone you love. I mean seriously, the anger and irritability that comes with having an ed is unmatched.

You definitely won't be happier once you reach your ugw. You'll be the unhappiest you've ever been, wondering why you look so fat when you're 30 pounds underweight. It never stops. There is no ugw.

You won't look better in clothes. You'll think you're still too fat to be wearing those crop tops and dainty tanks. If anything, you'll be fighting heat stroke in your 4 baggy layers on a summer day.

And that brings me to my next point. You will be so cold. Absolutely freezing even in 100f weather. The cold never stops. And your hairy, like thick, dark, never ending hair. If you think you're hairy now, even more will grow.

And your breath. Dear god, I can still remember how rotted my breath was. No amount of toothpaste, mints, or mouthwash would get rid of it. And not to mention, the cavities you'll continue to get even well after you're recovered — if you're lucky enough to recover.

There is so much permanent damage that an ed will leave you with. Your kidneys will be damaged, your teeth, gums, eyes, hair, skin, heart, lungs, intestines, liver, pancreas, literally every organ in your body is permanently damage in one way or another.

The list can go on, there are so many side effects that you won't know until it's too late. There are so many romanticized aspects of an ed that will never be true.

Point is, you won't be happy. You won't be skinny. You won't be healthy. You'll be an angry shell of the person you used to be, rotting from the inside out. You'll be selfish, only caring about what you can eat, when you can eat, and how you can burn it off.

recently saw ppl discuss whether they put their medicines in a kitchen cabinet or a bathroom cabinet and i was shocked by the fact that many ppl said kitchen cabinet. so now i need you to reblog this and say where you keep yours

eldestdaughter4eldestdaughter

There should be a strain of weed called. i love you so much.

The fact that 90% of doctors will call you a hypochondriac before admitting that they just don't know what's wrong with you is terrifying. Why does their ego matter so much that they are willing to traumatize people who are already suffering and need help?

literally every day i say to myself “wow i’m having a really bad one today” like girl i think this is just your life.

It's gonna work out. It's gonna work out. It's gonna work out.