Those pretty, aesthetic charts listing minor things you can do to burn extra calories? Completely fake.

There is NO WAY to calculate how many calories you burn without knowing your height, weight and age.

Even then the numbers are greatly exaggerated/just made up.

You'll only end up suffering doing painful things to your body, and then you'll end up disappointed and asking yourself what you did wrong when you end up not not losing as much weight as you thought.

Don't make yourself suffer more than you already do

Me: *reading about someone so invested in something that they forget to eat and end up losing weight and eventually passes out from exhaustion*

Me: ....sounds great, where do I sign up

Meanspo

Look at you, eating. Being healthy. Taking care of yourself. How could you ever think you deserved to starve? It’s fucking disgusting that you would believe for a second that you aren’t beautiful, because you are, for god’s sake. You know what? I hope you get better, goddammit. You are so fucking beautiful it makes me wanna vomit flowers and rainbows. Love yourself, bitch. Eat! Be healthy! you fucking deserve to feel better and love yourself for who you are. I can’t even believe that a person as perfect as you would do this to yourself. It makes me sick. It makes me want to fucking hug you so tight that you feel better. So go ahead, feed yourself. And you know what, eat a fucking cake. Treat yourself, bitch. You deserve it. I don’t care what you did to think you deserve this, but you don’t. YOU. ARE. PERFECT. For fuck’s sake, I love you and you deserve the fucking world. 

found this

"fuck my eating disorder" i say, as i binge on everything in the kitchen as if that isn’t. a part of. my disorder

Having an ED is like coming home after a long day of keeping up the illusion of being alright, and wanting to relax, but realizing all doors and windows have been taken off their hinges, so you are forced to keep up the illusion for all eternity.

Before January ends, I’m going to magically and extremely be blessed by the universe.

nothing i feel feels valid anymore. i’m not sad enough. i’m not happy enough. i’m not angry enough. i’m not numb enough. i’m not valid.

Finally, some good fucking food in this house

me. hopefully getting somewhere..

Grunge inspo

I‘m eating so little and the only thing I‘m losing is my fucking mind

Me: *accidentally sees my naked body in the mirror after a shower*

I don't feel human. I don't feel like this body belongs to me. It works against me and drags me down.

Can I please get rid of it?

My life is going to end up in one of two ways

Either I keep binging and my BMI keeps rising dangerously fast and I end up diabetic and in need of a gastric bypass, and then I'll get one but burst the stitches 5 minutes after because I'll binge anyways, and I'll end up dead.

OR... I end up dead right now based on my own choice.

me?? being self destructive and sabotaging all the progress i’ve made?? probably

Me: sitting in cafeteria, drinking diet coke, minding my own business

My ed: hey you know what? Your thighs look so huge rn

Me: aw shit here we go again