Anti-Thinspo

calories are energy, not the enemy

There is no shame in trying again. Recovery is not a straight path, sometimes you slip up. There is no shame in making mistakes, as long as you continue to put yourself back on the road to recovery!

Progress is progress. Be proud of yourself, no matter how far you are in your recovery. 

you will be okay. you will be okay. you will be okay. you will be okay. you will be okay. you will be okay. you will be okay. you will be okay. you will be okay. you will be okay. you will be okay. you will be okay. you will be okay. you will be okay. you will be okay.

You have survived every moment of your life, even the ones you swore you wouldn’t. This time is no different; you will last.

you’re not selfish for wanting to be treated well

one day you’ll be genuinely happy you’re alive. keep fighting. it’s going to be worth it

the truth about having an eating disorder is so ugly. and every fake pro ana/mia blog is the most disrespectful thing I have ever seen. I say that because I truly believe that anyone who has a blog that is more than thinspo, giving people advice and such, doesn’t have a real eating disorder. they glamorize it because they don’t know the truth. it’s ugly. I haven’t been able to eat a single meal or even one single piece of food without thinking about the calories for four years. four fucking years of crying and weighing myself everyday and abusing laxatives and restricting so low or not eating for so long that I look like death. who wants to talk about abusing laxatives? not the pro ana blogs because it’s not their romanced version of anorexia. because laxatives are disgusting. shitting your fucking brains out because you ate more than 500 calories. or what about not taking a shower for weeks because you can’t look at your body? the greasy hair and the oily skin and bad smell? not brushing your teeth because even though you know there’s no calories in toothpaste, you still doubt it. or maybe I’m not brushing my teeth because after not eating for four days I don’t have the energy to get up and do that. all I can do is cry and try to save the energy I do have for the stuff I need. it’s not pretty. it is the worst hell I can possibly think of and the fact that people give other people tips on how to start the worst addiction of their lives is sickening.

Food does not control you. You control you.