Cringy Little Persocom

Hello Darlings I'm Angel, 29, they/them

This is just my little cringe corner to whine and bitch and cry about this fucky empty little noggin I have goin' on

Massive TW for ED behavior, SH, Mental Health

I am 150000% pro-recovery, if that's where you are at please block me lovely this will not be a good space for you and you deserve to be happy and healthy <3

Would love fellow adult sad bitch mutuals. Feels like this place is overrun with people who can barely even legally drive.

MINORS AND PRO-ANA DNI

Stats below cut

mind you i absolutely amnot that small however i am roughly 40 pounds lighter than the last time I saw them and that felt SO GOOD

also two of my other friends kept lifting me up like i weighed fucking nothing which has never fucking happened to me before.

Bless my friends 3 out of the 6 in our group noticed and commented on me not eating anything but being adhd and drunk it took like 0 effort to redirect them and it never came up again. We love to see it

I need to get better about lying about eating. My brain is such a little nightmare it literally hates the idea of me being perceived as eating food so I cant fucking lie and say I did

1. Dropped 7 pounds over the past week and a half

2. My appetite is absolutely fucking gone

Made my usual fare of a bagel and coffee this morning. I couldn't even get myself to take a singular full bite of the bagel

I also was supposed to start moving in to the new place on monday but my roommate wasnt home to get me the keys so he should be getting them to me today so I can start work on it tomorrow

Which means on the two year anniversary of losing everything Im moving into my own space that I fully control and no one can take from me. With my own things. My own design aesthetic.

its finally mine.

I think on day I lift ill include my tuna at night for the extra protein otherwise on days i only do cardio ill stick to just the shake.

every time ive been busy with a task or locked in on work today ive been feeling on top of the fucking world

the *second* that I stop and am not actively focused on something the fucking crushing weight in my chest hits me like a truck

but at what fucking cost