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#help for eating disorders
babytamago · 1 year
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Dealing with weight gain and self acceptance
Weight gain is a sensitive topic for me. For the last 3 months I have been gaining weight after restrictive eating for a long time. I have been struggling with this new-found food freedom, hence developing BED. I have isolated myself and gone through extreme lows. I’ve tried fasting to get back to my old weight, then end up back at square one. 
But I’m finally ready to share what I've learnt in hopes of helping:
It’s ok, weight fluctuates: As I grow older and change, my body changes with me, and even things around me are constantly changing. I have to accept the change and realise that I cannot control everything. I cannot count every calorie and wonder if I’m staying within my limit. It’s not a nice way to live life in constant fear and worry.
Making peace with my body: I’m tired of hating my body. Even at my lowest weight, I didn’t like my body. My maintained weight throughout the most of the last year was 42kgs. At that weight I was still not happy nor confident. I didn’t fit in any clothes and I really wanted some curves. I hated my body but I loved being skinny and having that ‘control’. Through my weight gain, I started being even more hateful towards my body, until I realised that I am ungrateful, and no matter at what weight I am, I will find and fixate on the things I don’t like. I am finally making peace with my body and thanking it for all that it’s got me through. I love my new cute curves. I love my fuller cheeks. My body has changed and I am beautiful regardless of ever-changing beauty standards.
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catgirl-kaiju · 1 year
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me: hmh getting hungry
adhd: u can't eat rn you're already doing something
autism: there is nothing in the house that u like
anorexia: like u even need any calories
trauma: u've barely done anything today. you don't deserve to eat
little anime girl: burg her
me: burg her...
me:
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beef-cutz · 4 months
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does anyone know any ED books with male protagonists? I know it might be a niche category considered the typical "ED story" protagonist is a suburban teenage girl, but it is a NEED .
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userjoel · 1 year
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- You sound like my brother. - ...Your brother who you hate?
BEEF | 1.01 x 1.04 x 1.07
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traumaticenby · 9 months
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nyanpoka · 1 year
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"starving/restricting doesn't work!!" THEN HOW EXACTLY DO PEOPLE WITH ANOREXIA GET HOSPITALISED FOR BEING TOO THIN??? BECAUSE IT WORKS.
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babybug06 · 3 months
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I just weighed myself and I was right. I've gained nearly 20 lbs from my lw. I'm too ashamed to even post it. In 2 months I undid all my hard work. Wtf even happened to me? I got a bf and literally just let myself go. I'm so fucking disgusted and disappointed with myself. I knew I had put some weight on because I couldn't feel my hip bones as much, I've noticed my arms are bigger, my stomach poked out more but Jesus to put on this much is insane. Where do I even go from here?
I'm a fat disgusting ugly pig. I don't feel pretty anymore. I'm just gross.
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dorianbrightmusic · 10 months
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PSA
-OCD is not a synonym for neat or preoccupied with tidiness. Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder is all about distressing intrusive thoughts and rituals (compulsions) used to combat those thoughts.
-Intrusive thoughts are not synonymous with silly things I want to do. They're deeply upsetting, often taboo mental apparitions. Letting them win is the last thing anyone wants, and nobody is immoral for having them. (See 'impulsive thoughts' if you need a term.)
-Anorexic is not a synonym for thin or emaciated. The majority of anorexic people have OSFED atypical anorexia – that is, their BMI is above 18.5. You cannot judge the severity of someone's illness by their appearance. (If you're worried about someone, look out more for rapid weight loss than thinness, even when it's occurring in someone in a larger body. 10kg in 10 weeks is never a good thing.)
-Eating disorders are not synonymous with just anorexia and bulimia. Anorexia is an ED, but it's nowhere near the most common. Bulimia is an ED, but again, not the most common. Together, they do not constitute the most common. The most common ED is binge-eating disorder, and the second most common is atypical anorexia, which is one of many, many OSFED categories. Those living with ARFID, pica, night-eating syndrome, rumination disorder, subthreshold BN, subthreshold BED, and orthorexia all deserve dignity, compassion, and acknowledgement. Remember: EDs are not necessarily thin, and never glamorous.
-Schizophrenic is not a synonym of all over the place, abnormal, unpredictable, dangerous, or crazy. Nor is schizoid or schizotypal. Folks with schizophrenia spectrum disorders live with hallucinations, delusions, disorganised thoughts/behaviour, and/or catatonia. They are far more likely to be victims of violence than perpetrators, and go to huge lengths to act okay even when distressed by symptoms.
-Schizophrenic is also not a synonym of multiple personalities/volatile. For the disorder involving having different facets of personality that are generally unaware of each other, see Dissociative Identity Disorder, and even then, don't assume it's a) dramatic as it is in the movies; b) evil; or c) trivial. DID is a trauma disorder.
-Delusional is not a synonym of wrong. Nor is it the same as this politician/friend is saying something I do not like/that is potentially dangerous. Delusions are false, fixed beliefs held despite evidence. And generally, folks with delusions don't tend to proselytise them. I know that certain politicians have beliefs that seem to persist in the face of evidence, but nevertheless, we don't need to stigmatise mental illness further to call out poor political/social behaviour. If you need a word for the pundit spewing potentially dangerous content, use 'dangerous' or 'wrong', but don't call them delusional.
-Bipolar is not a synonym of all over the place or fluctuating results. Bipolar disorder involves mood states that, even in the rapid cycling form, tend to last at least 3-4 days (mania) and weeks (depression). If you need a word for the weather, use 'British' instead.
-Psychotic is not a synonym of evil. Psychosis is losing touch with reality, whether it be through hallucinations or delusions. It doesn't make a person bad or violent. It's just a neurological phenomenon that may be distressing. It's also relatively common: 6-15% of people will hallucinate in their lifetime.
-ADHD is not a synonym of just quirky/scattered/forgetful/unfocussed/lazy/careless. ADHD is fundamentally a disorder of being able to choose where to direct attention, rather than of just I can't focus. If someone can't tune out the noise of the crowd, but can't prevent themself focussing on something trivial because their brain is wired that way, it's not laziness or just being quirky/scattered.
-Autistic meltdown is not a synonym of temper tantrum.
-Borderline is not a synonym of harridan.
-Narcissist is not a synonym of abuser.
-Mentally ill is not a synonym of volatile or bad person. This doesn't mean we have to make something artificially positive out of mental disorders. If there is good to be found in certain disorders, great; if there is nothing positive about living with certain others, that doesn't make you any less real or resilient than anyone else. It's okay to have complex feelings about your own disorders. It's okay to feel exhausted or frustrated by a disorder. But never should anyone have to face stigma.
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steventhusiast · 11 months
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steve as an autistic person with ARFID (avoidant restrictive food intake disorder) TW: disordered eating, internalised ableism
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moving in with eddie is the best decision steve ever made. he wouldn't change the decision for anything, he loves eddie and he loves sharing his life with him.
but.
now that the move is over, he finds himself hiding away from eddie a lot, cheeks flushed red with shame or embarrassment when he gets caught with one of his meals. it's hard to explain, but his relationship with food is... rocky to say the least.
it's always been that way, ever since he can remember, but it was easier to handle when he was younger. being a picky eater is cute up to a certain point, but eventually steve's mom had stopped chuckling at him spitting out new foods she got him to try, had stopped comforting him when he cried because he didn't know what he wanted to eat. but even when his mom would reprimand him for his pickiness, she would still help without knowing. she would decide what meals he would eat, and when, and that took so much off his shoulders.
because everything about food is overwhelming for steve. the choices, the textures, the preparation and cooking, the sensation of the food sitting in his stomach. so it was nice, for the choices to be taken care of, and for the preparation and cooking to be done for him.
and then his parents started going on their business trips when he was twelve, and suddenly food was something he had to be in charge of.
with no guidance, and a lot of anxiety, he developed some eating rituals that he knows aren't healthy, aren't good for him, but it's all he can manage.
so he hides from eddie. because hiding away while he eats his childish safe meal (cheese sandwich with an apple cut meticulously into slices and a single storebought cookie) twice a day as he adjusts to the change from living alone to living with his boyfriend, is better than eddie seeing how badly he handles being an adult.
eddie lets him get away with it at first, because he understands steve's anxiety around big changes to an extent. but after a bit, eating alone clearly takes somewhat of a toll on him, because he seeks steve out three weeks after they've moved in together.
it's 5:20pm, so steve is having his sandwich, apple slices, and cookie hidden away in the spare room they've turned into a shared study. it's not that every single day that meal is all he eats, but for the past few weeks he's been anxiety ridden at the changes happening, and it's all he's been able to manage. today, he's bravely added some roast chicken to the sandwich and counts it as a win.
when eddie quietly pushes open the door, steve flushes red with shame. the meal isn't even that bad, that obviously a bad sign without knowing it's all he's been able to eat recently, but the second eddie's eyes land on the plate and all the food that's kept distinctly separated on it steve hears his mom's voice in his head, nagging him about nutrition and being childish and immature and pathetic.
"you gonna tell me why you're always eating in here, sweetheart?" eddie asks after a few moments of watching steve, and steve sags in the desk chair a little. he doesn't really know how to explain.
but he looks up at eddie's face, meets his eyes for the few seconds he can bare it, and sees only earnest concern on his boyfriend's face. he tries to find the words for it anyway, talks in stuttered half-sentences as he pushes the food around on the plate. eddie doesn't talk until he's done.
"it's just.. it's embarrassing. i hate that i'm like this. i'm twenty years old, i should be able to handle taking care of myself." he finishes, and finally takes a bite of his sandwich. he winces at the new texture introduced by the chicken, but is hyperaware of eddie's eyes on him, so he forces it down. he feels like he has to prove to himself that he can eat it.
"good thing you don't have to handle that alone anymore." eddie says simply, and takes a couple steps toward the desk, pulling up the spare office chair from where it usually sits in the corner so he can sit by steve.
"what?" steve asks, brows furrowed.
"we're a team now, stevie. and if food is.. hard for you, then i can try and help. we can- we can set goals at the beginning of the week, an ideal meal plan, and then i can take care of the cooking and keep it to similar times each day, and you just have to worry about the eating part." eddie's always been good at coming up with plans on the spot, but hearing him brainstorm how he can help steve makes tears well up in steve's eyes for some reason.
"that'd be.. that'd be really nice, eds." he says softly, makes himself take another bite of his sandwich.
"great. food can be my thing, and washing the dishes can be yours, 'kay? just the thought of touching food in the sink makes me wanna gag." eddie pats steve's arm gently as he talks, and steve blinks away the overwhelmed tears as a smile creeps onto his face. god, he loves eddie so much.
"deal." he whispers, and gets a smile in response.
eddie leans over to press a kiss to his shoulder, and watches him suffer through two more bites of his sandwich before making another suggestion.
"why don't we go watch tv while you eat, hm? take your mind off it?"
and the suggestion sounds good, reminds steve that he doesn't have to hide in the study anymore to eat. so he gets up, picks up his plate, and follows eddie out to the living room.
leaving the study feels like a big moment, and taking a bite of the sandwich on the couch instead of the office chair feels like an even bigger one.
but eddie's right next to him, murmuring commentary about the random tape they'd put on into his ear to keep his mind off of the task ahead of him.
so it's not quite as scary.
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part 2 / part 3
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naffeclipse · 1 year
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Instead of a raging insomniac, what about Sun and Moon handling a Y/N who is a furious narcoleptic? It would involve Sun coaxing Y/N to stay awake because yikes, even Moon agrees that it's a problem to sit down for one second at the security desk and immediately slump over into a dead sleep.
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ed-recoverry · 2 years
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zerosugarcookie · 20 days
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I really wish I was dead
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hakeem0n · 9 months
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Who am I lying I am not okay I just want to cry uncontrollably in someone’s arms, I feel so confused and scared I can’t understand what’s going on, I feel stuck I can’t keep doing this anymore
I can’t like anything about myself and I feel so fucking fat and disgusting with myself and my body, I feel like I deserve nothing from anyone but I am craving affection so bad, I feel so alone I want to cry, I wish I could just be loveable and desirable in some way.
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igohungryforlove · 1 month
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fuck it, we ball.
*proceeds to down 4x the dose of laxatives*
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jinx58062 · 1 month
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nothing makes me feeling guiltier than lying to love ones about being “better”, like sorry guys im only just getting started on the progression down hill…
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pansyboybloom · 3 months
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honestly? shout out to bears and the bear community for helping me want to recover from my eating disorder. i want to find my natural weight. i want to be fat and healthy. i want to love and support others through loving and supporting myself. i want to accept my body as it is. bears i love you so much <3
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