Wanted to make a quick point about the thigh gap thing. Some people have wide set hips. Some people don’t carry much weight in their legs. Some people’s legs curve outwards. Mine curve out from the knees. I can’t even put my feet together with straight legs. My knees bend in too much for my feet to touch. So some people get thigh gaps when they’re an average weight. Then there’s me who had a thigh gap when I was very underweight and desperately ill. If you go around comparing your body to others like “they have a thigh gap so they’re skinnier” or “I can see their hipbones therefore they have more self control”, you’re making assumptions about their bodies that probably aren’t true. Every body is built differently and has a slightly different structure, so comparisons just don’t work. Your body is yours and can’t be compared to another because it is built in its own unique way. Everyone seems to want what they don’t have. You want someone else’s body and someone else wants yours, and maybe if we just cared for our bodies like they were exactly what we asked for, then everyone would feel a lot more confident. #bodyimage #recovery #edrecovery #eatingdisorder #selfesteem #thighgaps
Just wanted to say that even when I’m not posting on here because my health is desperately dangerously awful right now and I’m too depressed to think, I still tweet and post on Instagram if anyone wants update or anything. I’m FindingEmilyE on both. I see a lot of urgent questions that I do want to get to when my brain actually has something in it. I appreciate all the anons about how my blogs have helped you. It keeps me wanting to post and hoping for stabilizing my health so I can focus on the positivity again.
friendly reminder that you are not meaningless.
your existence means something to someone.
there is only ONE you, and it’s such a beautiful thing.
no one could ever trade you in, no one could ever replace you.
and you are still fighting the battle that is life and you are alive.
we’re all in this together, and it’s not easy. oh do i know it.
if nothing else, be proud of your strength.
don’t give up.
i am rooting for you.
I’m trying to update, I really am, but the past few weeks my dissociation has been getting worse and worse and I don’t know why. My flashbacks are better, but I still completely detatch and become so blank and vacant. I come on to update and end up staring for ages doing nothing. Since I don’t want to have 0 updates, I think until this improves I might RT other blogs and share things from when I first started my blog
Anonymous said: People love you and are here to support you and want you to remember that it is no fault of your own if you struggle with "simple" things because of your illness Stay strong
I really needed to hear that today :) lately I struggle with the tiniest things like typing (right now is one of the only times I’ll type today) changing clothes, going to the bathroom, etc. It’s hard not to feel pathetic
Anon who keeps messaging me things like commands to show my tits and comments on how enormously fat I must be: I know how to track locations of anons within 5 minutes. So unless you want me returning your message with a google street view picture of your house, you might want to stop acting 12. (no insult to anyone who’s 12. You’re probably all more mature than this human)