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.
“Broken arm, huh? Have you tried eating more celery?”
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i call my parents and say ‘yeah i can’t do family stuff tonight, i got too much stuff to do for school’ and i e-mail my professor and say ‘i can’t do my assignments tonight, work got crazy’ and i text my boss and say ‘sorry i can’t work late tonight, i gotta some family stuff’ and through this triangulation of deceitful excuses i at last will be free
it's really strange to me the lack of critical thought. Like even if amber did somehow manage to abuse this drug addict man twice her age who's constantly surrounded by security and enablers, if there's even a 1% chance you're wrong, you're making fun of a woman who has been brutually sexuallty assaulted and beaten by her husband for years on end. The worst he even claimed amber did was, I'm sorry, follow him around, stub his little toe, and tell him to suck her dick? Like do you really think that merits even an ounce of the bullshit thats spreading online right now? Oh and I'm sorry I forgot, NOT naming him, in an op-ed that was about HER life after abuse. And before you say oh but she's harming "real" victims of abuse, do you think it's helpful for ANYONE wanting to come forward, male or female, to see this kind of hate spewed at a potential victim? 🤔
wait ok now i'm curious how old were you when you joined tumblr and how old are you now
everytime I have to repeat my symptoms to a different doctor I feel like it’s a courtroom style cross analysis waiting for me to trip up
im like if a girl was gross and you didnt like her
This blog is straight up weird lol
LOL Im Im Kinda Weird But Im Kindy Nasty Though Im Kinda Cute Though Too