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clearer skin

less pain

clothes fitting better/looser

workouts getting easier

able to fully wrap a towel around body

easily climbing stairs

resting without guilt

easily getting off the ground

visible collar bones

able to find clothes at the store

flying without worrying if the seatbelt will fit

easily paint toe nails

binging is just so physically draining and stupid. there’s no point other than physical temporary enjoyment and it makes me feel like AN ANIMAL. there’s truly no reason or logic behind binging. it is allowing the feral, stupid, animalistic part of you to take over and stuff your fat fucking face until you feel sick. I mean how helpful is that? really??

it’s NOT.

last night I binged like no one would believe. it’s disgusting. and I’m trying to be gentle with myself but that’s how I got here in the first place. the first time I lost weight I promised myself I would never gain it back. now look where you are.

BUT.

TW:

this post is for me, if it helps you cool, if it may trigger you please stop reading

i am pro recovery just not for myself!!

hugging your boyfriend, and being able to feel the difference in size between you two. being so small and delicate in comparison. imagine your clumsiness being perceived as cute rather than borish. imagine your eyes seeming to be unnaturally large on your face compared to the rest of you. imagine being able to completely circle your upper arm with your pointer finger and thumb...