Your flaws aren’t flaws to me.

-six-word story #1 (via seatbeltless)

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“The only reason you get away with not eating is because you have no one around you who cares enough to mention anything.”
~ “My friend”

You will body check all the time. You will confirm that your thumb and middle finger still touch when you wrap them around your thigh, and when they cannot, you will feel ugly.

You will feel jealous of the people who are not going through recovery. You will scrutinise their goal weights and wonder how much lighter you would be if you hadn’t told someone. You will feel profoundly stupid. 

You will go to weigh yourself and find that your parents have taken the scales away. You will estimate, then, using how far your stomach sticks out, and how many times your arms jiggle when you shake them. 

You will begin to enjoy eating again. When you realise this, you will be overcome with a guilt so strong you will lie on the floor and cry for two hours. This will repeat at least once a week.

You will consider bulimia. You will stare into the toilet and stick two fingers down your throat and vomit nothing but your feelings up into the bowl. You will give up but never stop thinking about it.

You will absentmindedly touch your collarbones. When they begin to become less prominent, you will stare at yourself in the mirror and cry. Your parents think it is out of anger, but it is really out of grief.

You will recover, too, eventually. You will live. But first you have to die a hundred thousand times.

Thanks, Ana.


If opening your eyes, or getting out of bed, or holding a spoon, or combing your hair is the daunting Mount Everest you climb today, that is okay.

-Carmen Ambrosio (via perfect)

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Stop beating yourself up. You are a work in progress - which means you get there a little at a time, not all at once.

-Unknown (via khadlja)

(Source: onlinecounsellingcollege, via existential-serendipity)

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When you are fourteen, you still need your mom to hold you when you cry and your dad to watch out for you, but when I was fourteen, I stopped being friends with the next door neighbor who had been my friend since kindergarten. When you’re fourteen, your biggest worries should be about the boy who said he had a crush on you or what homework is due, but when I was fourteen, my biggest worry was the thought of living. I disappeared when I was fourteen, I lost myself the night I snuck out to get high with the boy three years older than me and I never really came home

-(via wtf-lyss)

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im ok w spending $40 on food but wont buy a $40 shirt

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wtf is homecoming?? who is coming home??? where have they been??? did they bring souvenirs??

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To get over one addiction, you have to become addicted to something else.

-(via ckgarden)

(Source: afraidof-reality, via suici-de1)

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