💮thin
This is a side blog. Not pro eating disorder.
Hw: 187
Cw: 131.8
Lw: 128
Ugw: 110
ana asks
1. starting weight?
2. current weight?
3. goal weight(s)?
4. ultimate goal weight?
5. tea or coffee?
6. water or coffee/tea?
7. any tips?
8. exercise routine?
11. average amount of calories a day?
12. thigh gap or collarbones?
13. height?
14. age?
15. name or nickname?
16. thinspo model?
17. fandom character you aspire to look like?
18. favorite band or artist?
19. thin ankles or wrists?
20. activities to keep you distracted from binging?
like i spend hours looking at thinspo and i keep my stomach as empty as i can and i think to myself “i’m doing good”, but then look at the scale and see how far away i am from my goal, i look in the mirror and i don’t see my hip bones or my ribs or a thigh gap, i shower and when i’m washing myself i can grab onto so much fat. i always have to remind myself when i’m eating or when i want to go for seconds or when i think i should eat more that i’m not skinny, at least not yet, and that seems to be the only thing that keeps me going.
i don’t know maybe i’m just weird.
I honestly do this all the time! I need to learn that it’s MY GOAL to be skinny and that it’s not MY REALITY. There’s a difference that I forget to see.
I want a burger. I want bread sticks with nutella. I want some damn fries and a fucking pizza.
But I want a flat stomach more. I want a thigh gap more. I want skinny arms more. I want my collarbones to show more.
I want to eat. But I want to be thin more.
🌱Thinspo/Thinspiration
🌱Meanspo/Sweetspo
🌱Anorexia
🌱Eating Disorders
🌱Weightloss
🌱Fasting
🌱Diets
I’ve noticed that a lot of people (outside of the pro-ana community) don’t understand the pro-ana community. A lot of people think that we are saying to EVERYONE that “If you’re not skinny, you’re not beautiful.” When, in reality, the pro-ana community is preaching among ourselves is that we prefer to be thin. Also, meanspo is only given to those who consent to it. We don’t just talk each other down without warning. Thinspo and fitspo inspires us, as a community, to work toward our goals. WITHIN the pro-ana community, we help each other reach our goals. And people might not think this, but we make sure people are staying safe. We discourage b&p and we encourage proper hydration and exercise.
I just needed to get that off my tiny, little chest.
#4 When you scroll through thinspo posts on Tumblr for so long that you forget that you look nothing like all those beautiful, skinny girls, and you are suddenly remember how fat you are when you put down your phone and return to reality.
thinspo that’s like “be skinny and he’ll love you UwU thin girls are crushworthy girls ~~~” is lowkey fucking gross lmao ,, like i ain’t fucking suffering and counting calories and shit to impress anyone but myself?? if anyone is saying you need to change in order to be loved get that bullshit out of your life because you’re fucking beautiful and deserve so much better than a crusty boy/girl like that
“Anorexia doesn’t mean that you don’t eat. We all would be dead by now.
Anorexia means that every time you eat, you suddenly feel fatter.
Anorexia means that every time you eat, you feel a voice in your head that says “you should’t have eaten that”.
Anorexia means that every time you see someone skinny you feel like dying.
Anorexia means wanting to weigh yourself every hour just to see the numbers going down down down.
Anorexia means wanting to weigh yourself but being afraid to because you know you shouldn’t have eaten that piece of cake yesterday.
THIS IS ANOREXIA. So please, if you don’t know anything about it, don’t come to me with your bullshit, because I don’t wanna hear any of that. “
- sum random ana blogger
Me: when I’m thin I’m going to eat whatever I want whenever I want because I finally will be able to!
Ana: think again bitch
1. What have you lost to anorexia/bulimia that most saddens you?
2. Do you believe you are just the person anorexia/bulimia tells you that you are?
3. Do you think it is fair that anorexic/bulimic lifestyles make people so lonely, friendless and isolated?
4. In what ways has anorexia/bulimia affected your relationship with yourself by telling yourself that you are not worthy?
5. Who in your life have you lost because anorexic/bulimic rules demand so much of your time? Do you think this is fair?
6. If anorexia/bulimia is your “friend” then why does it talk so badly about you?
7. Would a good friend do this to you?
8. How is it that anorexia/bulimia gets away with making people remember to forget their best qualities?
9. How is it that anorexia/bulimia tricks people with promises of safety while it silently takes them away from everyone who loves and supports them?
9. Do you think it fair that anorexic/bulimic lifestyles attempt to devastate and destroy the best women of our generation?
10. What supports are there in popular culture that feed a ‘not-measuring-up-to’ anorexic/bulimic lifestyle?
11. How does the culture of ‘thinner is better’ sway people’s thoughts away from other unnoticed qualities in themselves?
12. Is the violence that anorexia/bulimia perpetuates on a woman’s body similar or different to male violence against women?
13. What is it our society promotes that leaves most women with a distorted sense of their own bodies?
14. What effect does being a slave to the idea of perfection have on the problem of anorexia/bulimia overtaking a person?
15. Do you think there are factors in a person’s life beyond their control that makes anorexia/bulimia look like an attractive option?
16. At which time of the day are you most anorexic/bulimic free?
17. How were you able to find this freedom?
18. What does it feel like when you realize that other people are enjoying your own mind/personality instead of them only experiencing the mind/personality the anorexic/bulimic life once gave you?
19. When you string together your victorious moments away from anorexia/bulimia, what effect does it have on the anorexia/bulimia?
20. What rules of anorexia/bulimia did you eventually have to break in order get your life back?
Please ask me something I need not to think about my fucking bad day