εκείνη που τη νιώθεις μέσα στο πλήθος γιατί κανείς δεν ακούει τα λόγια σου, δε μετρά τους παλμούς της καρδιάς σου, δεν απλώνει το χέρι να πιάσει το δικό σου.

Απλά βαδίζει δίπλα σου και πολλές φορές σε σπρώχνει για να περάσει.”

Όταν δεν έχεις την πολυτέλεια να αγγίξεις τον άλλον

Life with an eating disorder is miserable, waking up every day dreading stepping on that scale, afraid of leaving my room incase i get tempted by food, being afraid to spend time with friends and family- but spending the past year with an eating disorder while being forced to eat was way worse for me.

Once I reached a "healthy" weight no one cared anymore I was left alone to struggle. Like right now this feels miserable yet happy but it's not true happiness it's just my eating disorder pretending this will ultimately make me happy.

I’m a broken girl in a thousand pieces

All the beautiful parts are gone

And the only thing you can do is appreciate the ugly and blank parts of me

You can’t stitch me back together

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