Life without Anorexia

My motto is
'Dont let the sadness of your past & the fear of your future ruin the happiness of your present'

My life at the moment is completely different to how it once was. I spent 5 years sick with anorexia nervosia and depression as well as struggling with self harm and overexercising. I spent 2 years in different treatment centres.
And since 2012 i have been declared healthy from my eating disorder.

I have been blogging for 7 years, and my whole journey is written in my posts. I now represent healthy and happiness. I want to show anyone struggling that it is possible to recover, no matter how hard it may seem.

I now blog about recovery, my life, veganism and positivity!

If you have any questions leave them in the comment section as i am much quicker at answering there, otherwise you can always send an email: lifewithoutanorexia@hotmail.com

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Friday, May 13, 2011

disgusted by my own reflection.



Hate everything about myself.
Hate waking up and seeing myself.
Having to face my body.

I hate my pale face.
The black circles under my eyes.
The greasy hair.
My scarred arms.

And of course - my huge thighs. My flabby legs, arms. My muffin top. My big belly. Hate my whole body.

I mean, if I'm this big now. And I'm considered underweighthow will I be when I'm normal?

I hate how you wake up one morning and realize I've gained 5kg. you can't escape it. You can't avoid weight gain. But it has to be one of the hardest parts of the treatment. To face your body.

To accept it.

I mean, it's me who has to throw away my clothes cus there too small. it's me who has to see the weight gain. Im the one to notice myself go up in weight, to learn to live with this body - which I don't want.

Right now I'm thankful that there's no mirrors around.

I'm disgusted with myself. It's nice to not see myself. See my body.

I can avoid all that, for now. no idea how it will be when I get out.

I hate what I see.

I don't want this illness anymore.

but I really do miss being thin. it's stupid. But I don't like this new body. And it's not even done changing.

I want to hide from myself.

I dont want to face my body.


Hate these thoughts taking over. It makes everything so difficult.

No idea how tomorrow will go, if thesethoughts of self hatred are still there, tomorrow will be tough:/

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