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Istg I’m inches away from pivoting into making this a Yellowjackets fanblog...

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reactive hunger can eat a fricken brick...
Guess who’s an idiot and binged after almost 2 weeks of fasting and super low restriction...
I’m annoyed abt the binge, obviously, but I’m pretty confident to just blame reactive hunger and move on with my life. (WOAH! PERSONAL GROWTH!) But today I have ... high blood sugar???
That’s a new one. Not TOO high, but consistently high... apparently it’s a mild refeeding issue. Well...shit.
I do try to do what I do as ... carefully as I can. But once you’re used to it it’s so easy to convince yourself that you’re.... safe. Just because you say “Well I KNOW it’s dangerous and stupid” you think it makes it... less dangerous and stupid. And it’s not the FIRST time I’ve binged after fasting, so like... I knew that it was a potential issue, and I knew that my long term malnutrition makes me more fragile to even (relatively) short fasting anyway, that I’m not ... as strong as I used to be. But refeeding’s always been something that happens to other people...
Sometimes reality likes to kick you in the chin, just to reassert itself and remind you that you’re not invincible, I guess.
Lesson learned...
arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (cals)
God I’m so stupid I know I’m stupid I do stupid shit and I pay for it... uggggggggggh
Idiot me spent all last week fasting, and then went ultra low res, like I do, and now I’m trying to find a middle ground where I’m just having sustainably low res cos I want to have that long term sustainable shit, that good shit, and I think I can handle it at 500-1000ish/day cos that’s where I do my best, but now I’ve got that reactive hunger kicking like a horse and it’s like... I’ve resisted it many times in the last few days, I haven’t binged on so many things.... and I’m just sitting here, rocking back and forth, digging my nails into my arms right now... I’ve had a thousand today and I’m actually not stressed about that, for fucking once I’m actually finding some kind of middle ground that I am not freaking out about... but GOD I want to just binge and binge and binge...

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I know it’s like, the most cliche ed thing to say but like...
Man I wish I could follow my own fuckin advice. Like.... I’m confident in my understanding of my body, of my disorder, of my diet, I’ve read so much and had many talks w/ my dr and like...............it sinks in. It does.
And then I simultaneously hold myself WELL below the red lines, and feel... proud of myself for having the self control. KNOWING that I’m just hurting myself more. Just smiling and nodding at everyone around me like, yeah I’m doing just fine...
I do not want to go to hospital ever again.
I do not want to go to the ward ever again.
I was thinking about it last night, I don’t think I could stand to go voluntary again... But at this rate I’m going to end up invol. And I KNOW it...
But I can’t go in on my own. And I don’t... think ... I can just stop on my own. So... I feel like I’m just in between this rock and hard place, where I can’t fulfil either side. And I’m just, passing the time, as though I have infinite.
I just don’t see any solution.
actually wanna cook a safe meal, can’t tell if being stopped by laziness, stress, exhaustion, boredom, food fear, executive dysfunction...
no wonder i never get anything done
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every time I’m in a “recovery” phase, no matter how half-assed or how short, it always feels like when I come back it totally resets my ed. As if I was a totally normal, cured person, and NOW I’m disordered, but wasn’t before. The time before doesn’t count.
Like... I went through a prolonged recovery phase for jan/feb (do I really think that 2 months is prolonged?...okay) and then in march I started to fall off it, then rebalanced and now I relapsed fully. As of monday I consider myself completely relapsed and have no interest in recovery for myself at this time. Spent most of that time fasting, and am now doing the sub 500 thing like I do, and on one hand I’m like “Yeah, this is just my life, I know how we do things here, everything where I left it.” but on the other hand, I feel like I just started like “man, I’m WAY too early to feel this crap, I’ve only been anorexic for a week...”
*stares at my brain in confusion*

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rereading old posts on your own blog like “oof that’s relatable, buddy...”
I luv how eds r like 'i haven't eaten in 10 hours why am I hungry?'
Honestly I don’t know if this makes sense but
When it comes down to it the hard part about restricting isn’t choosing not to eat. It’s making that choice 1000 times a day, every day, day after day, and knowing that there’s no reward for doing it, only punishment for that 1 in a thousand times you don’t. That’s why it’s such a cyclical, almost impossible task, because it’s like “I want to eat, I decide I won’t. Cool. I want to eat...”
As long as you’re like, trying to cope with your reality with restriction and you don’t have other shit to fall back on then it’s like... you’re distracting yourself from reality with your restriction, then you’re distracting yourself from THAT with... what? reality? It’s too stressful. So you just sit and stare at the restriction.
“Eat? No. Cool. Eat? No. Cool. Eat? No. Cool. Eat? NO! Cool. Eat? NO!! Cool. Ea-”
Having willpower is one thing. Having the willpower to indefinitely fight a survival instinct WHILE malnourished, and literally nothing else in the world to distract you? Nobody’s got that kind of willpower. Eventually you crack and then you hate yourself and Ana screams at you and you know she’s right and you go back in the corner and ... it’s back again. Every moment you’re not eating, you’re choosing not to eat, and every time you choose not to it’s a chance to fail.
But what are you gonna do? Deal? With REALITY? have you SEEN how rough it is out there lately? Fuck that.
Way easier to just have the staring match of the century by yourself...

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My toxic trait is that I’ll get fucked up on hard drugs, do some deep introspective work, and come out with a better appreciation that I’m so completely fucked from all sides, even when I put in the effort to work on myself.
And that I still need to do the work anyway.