67559) Everyone thinks i’m better. I’m not, not once have these thoughts left my mind.

67571) Just because I gained all of the weight back, and just because they say that I “recovered”, it doesn’t mean that I’m suddenly okay with my body. It still hurts like hell to look in the mirror. And the worst part is, they told me that this demon will be with me for the rest of my life. I’ll never be happy with the way I look.

(via bullshitartist)

(via sex-tas-tic)

67599) My parents knows about my eating disorder. Yet my father still makes jokes. And just the other day my mother told me I can never commit to losing weight, that when I was I should have kept going. I don’t think she realises that I’m still the same. I’m still losing weight. Who can I turn to when the two people who are suppose to care the most for me, don’t even care that I’m slowly dying..?

(via saltydreams)

(via hecticity)

67581) I’m so ashamed to admit that I came into this illness through googling tips and tricks to make myself puke and lose weight. I’m so ashamed to admit that I ever thought pro-ana was ever a good thing. I was fucking x. I didn’t know it would end up consuming me. I was so stupid and naive. It should never be as easy as it was to find step by step tips on how to purge, lists of foods that come up better, and how to hide these habits. It should never be that easily accessible. Ever.

67485) I cried on my way back from the gym today. Like straight up bawling. It’s a wonder how I managed to keep it together in the gym. It’s never enough. I want out so badly but I don’t know how to live any other way.

67381) You are the one person who’s known from the beginning but I don’t think you care. Why don’t you care about me? I guess I’m still to fat for you to have to worry.