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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
silentshrinking
nightlywxnders

your body cannot force you to binge. it is a conscious decision to go and put food in your mouth. The urges are not controllable but the RESPONSE is, we control our skeletal muscles. Yesterday I had a binge but I knew I was choosing to eat, like I knew that it was my choice to give into the urge... and the binge wasn’t enjoyable, the food not enjoyable. Urges pass, it’s so fucking uncomfortable to ignore them but if you keep ignoring them, you won’t get them anymore.

Brain over binge (book) is life changing.

lunox-x
decidedlyunhappy

PSA

I think i speak for every ED blog when i say that even though i hate myself and my body - i do not think the same about any of my followers.

you could weigh 200lbs more than me and i still would not think you’re ugly, MY body dysmorphia and MY ED does not extend to you

g0ne2w0nderland2

never not reblog

welldressedbutsad
lovely-starveling

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

I control food, food doesn't control me

honestly this post if for me but if it applies to you then you can reblog, like, save whatever you need to do:

after quarantine started i was approximately 128-130 pounds (58kg) only a few pounds away from my ugw, i was eating up to 800 cals a day, i had my snacking under control, and worked out 5-6 days a week, but since then i have gained around 35 pounds (15kg) and am in a really bad place with my weight and mentally, as of new years i made a promise to myself that i will no longer fall into the habits i have now and will do my best to lose all the weight i have gained since february my goals for the next few months are to lose 10 pound by february (155 pounds or 70kg), work out everyday, follow my diet plan, and stick to healthier foods, by march i am going to be (145 pounds or 65kg), by april i am going to be (135 pounds or 61kg), and by may i am going to be 125 pounds or 156kg my ugw)

I am going to do this and I am going to be my ugw before summer of 2021

welldressedbutsad
anas-friend-nina

Some people’s 500 calories is fruits and veggies.

Others eat a piece of cake and a couple fries for the day.


Some people drink green tea or coffee to keep them going.

Others drink nothing because they desperately don’t want to break a fast.


Some people tell themselves it’s okay to eat over 1000 calories every now and then, it’s healthy even.

Others cry their soul out for going one calorie over.


Some people exercise regularly, keeping in mind what exercise will best help them get to their “goal.”

Others exercise constantly, because they need to be in the negative calories.


Some people were bullied once or twice or maybe even never for their weight.

Others are bullied relentlessly.


Some people fast no longer than 15 hours.

Others fast for days on end.


Some people start already in the normal range.

Others start in the overweight range.


Some people have never gone to rehab.

Others are in and out of inpatient care constantly.


Some people have tried recovery, and are striving to reach recovery status every day.

Others never want to recover.


But you know what?

All of them have a valid ed.

All of them deserve love, support, and help.


Ed’s do not give a shit about your background, age, gender, weight, race, religion, habits, grades, bringing-up, family, or anything else.


All they care about is controlling you.

so i wrote a poem about my ed and i never knew how bad it was until i read this back to myself

CONTROL

it sits on the table sitting there with all its beauty and grace,

you want to reach it, touch it just once, “please god just once i’ll never ask for anything else i swear i just need one little touch.”

the flower loses a petal.

in the mirror you see yourself and say out loud “CONTROL!”

“all i need is control just a little more please god just give me some control, i promise i won’t ask for anything more.”

the flower loses a petal.

all that food and yet you touch none of it thinking to yourself, i don’t deserve that,

i’m not thin enough

not small enough

i take up so much space

why can’t i just lose all this weight

oh fuck if i could cut it all off i would

“please god give me the power to just cut it off i know i said i’d stop but i need to lose more.”

the flower loses a petal.

giving in would be so easy, just one bite it can’t hurt anyone, just one bite.

you fill yourself up like an oversized balloon and yet your hunger has no end

you can’t move.

you can’t breathe.

but you want, no you need more

more, more, more

“god just give me some more”

now as you lie on the floor,

all you can think of is how you lost control

your body tries to hold itself up as you breathe in the last calorie of your day

but it can’t take it.

you say you need control?

and yet all control you have is ripped into shreds over a goddamn steak.

the flower loses a petal.

why me you think why do i deserve this,

well look at you,the reflection says, how could anyone love you being you

it starts to fade away that pretty little thing you only wished you could touch just once,

it breaks you like the wings of a bird,

SNAP

“just a little control”

the last petal falls.

oh the flower in all it’s beauty,

in all it’s grace,

every day sitting there in front of your face

you can’t touch it,

you will never feel the power it holds,

and you being you will drift away