I didn’t know her personally, she was the best friend of one of my friends.
She was absolutely beautiful, in all of the pictures she was in she had the biggest smile on her face.
Her life ended decades early from Anorexia.
She is another victim to this disease that not enough people are aware…
38886) “How do you feel?” Well… To begin with, I feel empty. I feel like there is nothing inside of me, just air. Cold, cold air that digs into my heart like a knife. I also feel hoplessness, shame, guilt. I feel like someone stole me out of my own body. I also feel lonely, during those sleepless nights with no one by my side. I hate who I became. I feel so much sadness. I also feel pain. So much pain, that I sometimes believe someone is trying to rip my guts out. But, a simple “I’m great!” will do.
magazines make
withered bones
‘shopped faces
and mental diseases
look
glamorous
but words
can cripple
every
little
pretty thought
in your magazine filled
head
36589) I’m starting to realize how bad this really is. Last year I was a wreck and not eating was easy for me. Now I’m in a better place and restricting a little less. The thing is that I miss being a wreck because it was so much easier to starve.
35171) I just wanted thinner legs. Then smaller arms. Then visible ribs. All the way down to thinner fingers. Goal after goal. But then you start running out of things to make thinner, make perfect. But the reflection never changes. Am I really getting closer, or is this all in my head? I wish I’d stopped while I still could…
34831) Today, I decided to recover. It’s like Hell. I didn’t know how bad I’d got but every time I try and eat I HAVE to check the calories, and my brain screams “FAT!” at me. I feel horrible and fat. All I want is to starve forever until it kills me. But I need to stay on top of this. I need to recover if I ever want to have a happy future.
