I have been cheated on this entire time. I have never felt so devastated or betrayed or heart broken. I have never wanted to die so badly. Well, at least now I have a reason not to eat.
At this time last year, I was at my lowest weight. Now, I’ve gained so much back. I “got better” for a while, but it was just a lie. I was eating almost normally because someone very important to me was begging me to. He stood behind me and made sure to track my progress and told me he was proud of me and everything like that. Well, that got to be too much to handle for me. I’m not better anymore. I’m not as bad as I was, but I’m slipping again. At least this time my goal is realistic. But I feel like as I progress farther down, so will it. Right now it’s a healthy goal to be at, but who knows how long that will last. Maybe I’ll actually reach it this time.
omg i remember when i looked like this.
(Source: monaisapirate.blogspot.com, via watchmegoextrasmall)
