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I don’t know if anyone remembers me, since I’ve been gone forever and changed urls and whatever. I noticed i still have followers on this blog and I want to start writing again so I thought I might aswell do it here. Things have probably changed in the mental illness community on tumblr but a few years ago I found a lot of comfort being on here so I hope that I still can benefit from this.
So, I suffered from anxiety, depression and an eating disorder. I say suffered because I am no longer trapped in that diseased mind like I used to be, but I wouldn’t say I’m completely well either. Anyway, for a long time I ignored that I used to be pretty ill and tried to live a normal life. By normal I mean being young and reckless and ejoying all the things I couldn’t when I was ill. I felt like I had lost the best days of my youth to the illnesses, and I just wanted to forget about it all. (I’m 21 now by the way) Now I’m ready to feel again.
Anxiety and depression is still a part of my life. I managed to stop the destructive behaviours of my eating disorder, mostly because my friend, who was suffering from a severe case of anorexia, committed suicide. After that I felt so ashamed, and I felt like I had to get better for her, since she couldn’t. I also stopped self-harming, and I haven’t cut myself for about 2 years now, except for one slip-up, and I no longer feel the need to. Most of the scars are now faded, and only a few are directly noticeable.
I have so much to write about but I can’t do it all at once so I’ll have to do it in smaller chunks/topics. I hope someone will read my stuff, and if not, well, it’s mostly for myself anyways.
