I took up a new hobby, hula hooping, and not even for the physical exercise but because it’s so fun and I feel like a dancing fairy when I do it. I’m getting pretty good at it now and I think I can see my abs coming back that I had when I played sports in high school :3
I hate how fat I look when I’m sitting with my laptop on my lap/thighs.
I just think about/notice my fat belly
ugh gross.
I don’t feel skinny anymore.
I’m not sure if it’s because I’ve actually gained weight, or if it’s me
…
probably a little of both
Me: Sigh. When will it end?
Her: We’ll never get over it
Her: I think I’m as over it as I’ll ever be
Me: Yeah. I feel that way too. I think about diving back in sometimes.
Her: I do all the time. Every single day.
57910) This isn’t about getting attention. I don’t want to be skinny just to be “attractive.” I am a terrible person, a fake, a failure, a disappointment to everyone who cares about me. I love food, but I don’t deserve it. Eating feels like a reward, a luxury. I am inferior and unworthy. All I want is to BE as small as I already FEEL.
(Source: confessionsabouteatingdisorders)
56620) When I think about what I fear the most in life, one of the first things that comes to my mind is having thighs that touch.
(Source: confessionsabouteatingdisorders)
