I’m the kind of girl who is quiet in large groups or around people I don’t know; you only see the real me if we’re close. I smile and laugh a lot, especially at the most inappropriate times. I’m a hopeless romantic. I trip over air, up stairs, and over people’s feet. I am the hardest person to offend, but it is all too easy to make me feel horrible. I hate telling people about my problems; they don’t need to worry about me. I’m the one who listens to other people’s problems. I believe people should not be judged before one takes the time to get to know them, yet I am guilty of doing that exact thing. I love to think rather than talk. I’m awkward, clumsy, shy, strange… but this is me. Take it or leave it.
All those thinspo blogs. They’re just making these girls’ eating disorders worse. Honestly. All those pictures are stick thin girls and all those too low calorie day plans are just horrible. Please, all you girls out there, you are incredibly beautiful no matter what shape or size your body is. You don’t need to lose five more pounds. Trust me when I say this. I’ve been through it, so I know what it’s like to feel fat. But guess what? You’re wrong, society is wrong; you are not fat. Love yourself and your body. Because once you accept yourself and body for how it is, you’ll feel instantly happier. I promise everything I’ve said is true. :)
Even the prettiest girls feel ugly sometimes, the happiest girls cry at night, the most independent girls feel alone. We might all be living different lives, but when it comes down to it, we are all fighting the same monsters.
“How do you define recovery? Maintaining a normal weight, recurrence of menstruation is easy to document. Mental status is a different problem. Some people find comfort in saying ‘recovering’ so they don’t have to be responsible for being recovered, which means ‘I will never relapse.’”—Aimee Liu, “Restoring Our Bodies, Reclaiming Our Lives.” (via achroniccase)
“It’s those moments when you hang around in a room full of friends, where you gasp for breath between each laugh. It’s those moments where you get high off just breathing in so deep, you feel your lungs getting cold. For a second, that split second, you don’t care. You don’t care about school, about parents, about money, about rules, or broken hearts. Who you care about are the kids sitting next to you. ‘Cause it’s all we really need, isn’t it? Those kids next to you. Yeah, the ones who make you feel invincible, even at your weakest points.”—
Body bashing is wrong. I don’t care whether you are thin, average, overweight or obese or made of cheese products. If you are confident in your body, if you are comfortable- then you ARE beautiful. Why does ANYONE else have the right to tell you otherwise? You choose.We choose. Society’s fucked up, it’s true. But that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t try to change our thinking, and try to fix it.