Prohappiness

Anonymous asked: Please stop doing this to yourself. You're going to die if you continue to starve. Quit being so pathetic and helpless and realize that other people don't care about your weight.

nauseatedfreak:

wechooselife:

nauseatedfreak:

it’s not as simple as that. i’d like to think it is, but it just simply isn’t. there is no “on”/”off” switch for an eating disorder; recovery takes time and patience, and even then, there’s the terrifying thought of relapsing.

i recognize that this disorder has the potential to kill me. however, i’m still petrified by the thought of food.

to put it in more understandable terms, imagine you’re up on a cliff. beneath you is the rolling ocean, set wild from a storm. there are jagged rocks breaking the surface and it’s freezing out. your family and friends are standing up on the cliff with you, encouraging you to jump. would you jump?

the “jump” is kind of like what food is to myself and others with e.d.’s. in the sense that one would be terrified to jump, it’s the same when we try to eat (or at least for me, anyway). you know you’d be more likely to die rather than come up alive - and even though your friends and family are telling you it’s safe and encouraging you, you still have doubts.

i also understand that not everyone on this planet cares about my weight. however, we are selfish and judgmental as a human race - and i know that though some may not care, most do. it’s human instinct to hang out with attractive, fit people - an old instinct that stems from the need to mate with someone of good health in order to aid in the continuation of our species. people need to be judgmental in order to survive, and though we have most likely have already reached carrying capacity, that doesn’t stop humanity from picking others apart.

Keep strong. We love you just the way you are.

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i don’t mean to sound rude, but your compliment is beginning to sound empty. you’ve copied and pasted the same thing onto multiple personal posts of mine, and have even sent me an ask about it. i’ve checked out your blog, and you tell others the same exact thing. you repeat yourself over and over - and though i suppose it’s for a good cause, when i realized this it made me feel like i was just another tool you use to acquire fame as a recovery blog. yes, i appreciate the fact that you take time from your day to copy and paste the same text with the same photo onto my blog - but it just doesn’t feel right to me.

Hello! Thanks for taking the time to write this. You’re not rude at all.

I understand how you can feel that way. First I’d like to say I don’t want to be a recovery blog, I didn’t even know they existed ten days ago, and I don’t feel qualified at all to have one. I’m not looking for fame, really. I’d love to write something more personal to you, who chose to post bits of your life and what you are going through on the Internet for us to read. But I don’t know you. And you don’t know me. 

I just remember feeling really bad about myself. It was an awful feeling. It was the darkest time of my life, one where I thought of suicide and pain. Now I no longer feel that way. But I’ll always remember. And when I was feeling this way, there was no place like Tumblr to post these feelings, or at least I didn’t think to do it. I was alone with my fears, alone with my self hatred, alone with my thoughts.

I only wanted to know that I could be loved by someone, somewhere, someday, for me, just for me, really for me.

When I read your blog and some of other girls expressing the same feeling, I just want to tell you this: there are people out there that will love you just the way you are. 

I don’t want to tell you what to do, to ask you why you do this, to know if I can help, to say I don’t understand. We can talk by private message though, with pleasure. But the only thing that feels important to say is that you deserve to be loved just the way you are, and that’s the only kind of love that’s worth it. And if I, a stranger, can care just a little for you, imagine how people who will get the chance to know you can love you.

Sorry if that seems stupid or vain or shallow - it’s just something I have to do. I feel so at peace with life, I wish someone had said these words to me earlier.

I will not reblog your posts anymore if that bothers you - I understand!

Take care.

4th Day - Thursday (450cals) - 2pm

dietcxke:

My mom tries to force me to eat but I try to eat as less as possible. I feel like doing this diet for ages now, but its only my fourth day. Weight myself this morning, 121,9lbs, and I’m aiming to get below 120lbs until sunday. I bought myself trousers yesterday which are a little to small so I…

We love you just the way you are.

I am beautiful

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severly-thin:

Why are people with anorexia nervosa the sick ones. Why can’t the “normal” people be the sick ones? Just because we’re a minority doesn’t make us the sick ones.
What if
What if we’re the normal ones and the “normal” ones are the sick ones.


I don’t see what’s wrong with wanting to be perfect. I don’t see what’s wrong with wanting to be beautiful. Everyone wants that. We just want it more.

We love you just the way you are.

You are beautiful just the way you are.

(Source: severlythin)

Anonymous asked: Please stop doing this to yourself. You're going to die if you continue to starve. Quit being so pathetic and helpless and realize that other people don't care about your weight.

nauseatedfreak:

it’s not as simple as that. i’d like to think it is, but it just simply isn’t. there is no “on”/”off” switch for an eating disorder; recovery takes time and patience, and even then, there’s the terrifying thought of relapsing.

i recognize that this disorder has the potential to kill me. however, i’m still petrified by the thought of food.

to put it in more understandable terms, imagine you’re up on a cliff. beneath you is the rolling ocean, set wild from a storm. there are jagged rocks breaking the surface and it’s freezing out. your family and friends are standing up on the cliff with you, encouraging you to jump. would you jump?

the “jump” is kind of like what food is to myself and others with e.d.’s. in the sense that one would be terrified to jump, it’s the same when we try to eat (or at least for me, anyway). you know you’d be more likely to die rather than come up alive - and even though your friends and family are telling you it’s safe and encouraging you, you still have doubts.

i also understand that not everyone on this planet cares about my weight. however, we are selfish and judgmental as a human race - and i know that though some may not care, most do. it’s human instinct to hang out with attractive, fit people - an old instinct that stems from the need to mate with someone of good health in order to aid in the continuation of our species. people need to be judgmental in order to survive, and though we have most likely have already reached carrying capacity, that doesn’t stop humanity from picking others apart.

Keep strong. We love you just the way you are.