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peculiar--princess · 1 year
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Stop glamorizing the past/when you were sick!!
I know this probably won’t be a popular post but it needs to be said. It’s so easy to think back about when you were in the depths of your ED and glamorize it because you were possibly in a smaller body, but it’s not worth it. You were also incredibly miserable in that smaller body. Try to remember the intense anxiety, the isolation, the hair loss, and the extreme exhaustion you felt 24/7. You become hangry, shaky, and overall unlike you.
Engaging in your ED means taking away the best parts of you, all for a smaller body. You cannot disrupt your inner peace and your ability to truly live life over a false sense of comfort.
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edrecovery-space · 11 months
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hi!
we're an ed recovery safe space and we'd like more engagement
we'd very much appreciated if people helped us out with a blog promo and shared this around for others to find us !
tagging for reach: if you'd like to be removed/added feel free to ask!
@cpunkwitch @objective-superiority @the-yanderess @crippled-lavender @hewasanamericangirl (i wasnt sure who to tag at all)
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etherealhealing · 2 years
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Had a really good talk today with my therapist about stepping down to a lower level of care. I'm anxious as this will be very new and give me less structure (aka more time available to lapse) but I'm also looking forward to it. I'm hoping that once I step down to a lower level of care, I will have more time to do things that nourish my soul such as creating art, spending time with family, etc. It has been 3+ months of full time treatment between residential and PHP and I'm feeling hopeful that I can do things right. I know it won't be easy but I'm feeling hopeful right now & overall just thankful for all the support I have with my team and the friendships I'm created while in treatment. (Please don't interact if ED/thinspo blog. Thank you <3)
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cbunny9 · 3 months
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Thursday (01.11.24)
(Day 32/Whaddup)
This blog has reminded me of why I’ve never had a blog; I just can’t prioritize it in my brain lol. And by the time I have a second my brain is totally dead. It’s not totally dead right now but it’s getting there.
However, the longer I let myself go saying, “I’ll do it tomorrow”, it will get harder and harder to actually bring myself to do it, so here we are. I really tried to make it a thing where I have my dinner mindfully with tumblr open to log my thoughts, but it just didn’t stick. I can’t decide if it was because mindful dinners (mindful meals in general tbh) are still so difficult, or if it’s just that “blogging” in general isn’t for me lmao.
Time is weird in program.
Like cognitively I know it’s only been a few weeks since I last posted here but my body truly feels like it’s been months lol. It sounds cliché and corny but I actually do feel like a different person. I finally kind of feel like a real adult now? Like I’d just been masquerading as one for a while, but now I’m caught up with all the years I lost being a parentified child. If that makes sense.
Tomorrow is my last day doing partial hospitalization before stepping down to intensive outpatient and going back to work :)
My treatment team and I agree that it’s probably time. Recently I’ve been feeling like meals in program and in my home have been “too easy”. I’ve learned so much about how to properly nourish myself and have started building a healthier relationship with food, eating, and my body. On the other hand, being outside of my house without food planned and/or packed is still extremely stressful for me. So yeah …. the things I need to work on are out in the real world. Stepping down to a lower level of care will allow me to work on them, and challenge myself in the ways I need to be challenged.
I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this yet, but my boyfriend has been so enthusiastic and supportive through this whole thing. He has expressed how happy for and proud of me he is, and the fact that we can actually enjoy food together has been so impactful to our relationship. Where it felt like maybe there was a slight disconnect before, we’re able to be more deeply present with each other than ever.
Okay, now my brain is starting to really turn off lol.
I’m so grateful to past Me for making this choice for herself. I’m also so proud of her.
I’m proud of myself.
Thank you to whoever is out there reading this. Please take care of yourself.
I’m sending all my peace & love.
x
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esspring · 4 months
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Currently in one of my loving the new fat I have in recovery moods. Like hell yeah I have fat on my belly and I love it and it's beautiful
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desultory-suggestions · 4 months
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Instead of choosing an intensive, unrealistic, or punishing goal this New Year ask yourself: What is one simple thing that would enrich my life this new year? Maybe you can do three paintings this year. Maybe you can buy and care for a potted plant. Maybe you can learn to cook one meal exceptionally well. You don't need to push yourself to the brink. Let's stop committing to punishing goals based on insecurity and start asking what will enrich our lives.
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selflovewarrior · 11 months
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selflovewarrior on facebook & tumblr
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inkskinned · 1 year
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im gonna start a fight; and, at the same time, i need you to take this in the most good-faith way possible, but:
videos that involve body-checking and intentionally (and uncritically) show a mealplan of an unhealthy number of calories are just a revamped version of pro-ana food diaries.
and yeah, i know there's arguments. i address some of them under the cut. but at the end of the day, we're just coming back to romanticizing mental illness; we've just found a better platform for it.
this is already something we've done. we knew it was wrong and tried to stop it. and tbh. it just wasn't enough.
there are people who argue "well, what if you have an eating disorder, you can't help it if you don't eat!" except that as someone with an ED; we are not infants. we know what we're doing. part of having an ED is that you are like, maybe too self-aware. even if we can't help our own food choices, we don't need to fucking romanticize the disorder - something we've been warning you about since 2013. there are hours of setup, filming, and editing that go into these videos. they do not happen to fall into place randomly. there is a reason they are pieced together to be beautiful, bright, inspiring.
there's this woman who pretty much only posts daily plans under a normal amount of calories, and everyone defends her saying but it's better than nothing! and i'm like. except she opens those with images of her showing off her body and provides no context in the video or caption that suggests that she believes what she's doing is unhealthy. she has hundreds of thousands of followers on a platform designed for young kids and teens. i refuse to believe that by accident her content just happens to be cheery advice on "healthy" versions of starving.
for any other symptom of mental illness, we would be incredibly enraged by this kind of placid acceptance of a "tips and tricks" fast-start guide. imagine if people posted pink & pretty videos saying "best places to cut yourself" as if it was a fucking storytime. we, as a society, are so fucking fatphobic that we would rather accept blatantly harmful displays of self harm than admit that we are obsessed with a hyper-thin body type.
i am not suggesting someone never talks about their disorder. i talk about mine. actually, it's a plot point in my book.
here's the difference: i recognize it's a fucking mental illness. i am very careful to never mention a specific weight, eating pattern, or calorie plan. i always make sure to position it as something that ruined my fucking life. i do not put cheery music in the background and hearts and sparkles over my worst moments. i do not film it in bright light. i do not start each passage with an image of a thin body followed by "here's how to look like her."
eating disorders should not be framed as aspirational. and the problem is that society worships the "after" image, so long as you don't get too sick. there is a reason so many people who quit being "influencers" will later admit - i wasn't eating well that whole time; an obsession with food was completely destroying my life.
we let any uncredited, uncertified person write the most backwards, fucked up shit about how to get the body you desire! because the underlying, secret belief is: well, at least they're thin! and the real thing that fucking gets me each time - they make fucking money off of it. their irresponsibility and societal harm literally pays off for them.
"why do you care so much." "don't like it don't look." "so what if people experiment with new ways of thinking of food?"
thank you for asking. we're about to get extremely personal. it's because when i was 18 i discovered "thinspiration"/"thinspo." and it absolutely influenced, shaped, and codified my pre-existing eating disorder. i went from having some troubling habits and traits to being incredibly unwell within what felt like a matter of days. there were actual pages designed to train me on how to have an ED correctly. it was all so suddenly easy. i was sick; and the nature of the illness meant - i wanted to be sicker.
it takes an average of 7 years for a person to fully recover. i know this personally - even now, 10 years from the worst of it, i still fucking struggle. i am so much happier now and i eat what i want and i literally don't think about food at all (19 year old me would shudder) and yet - i still fucking know the calories of plain toast with butter.
an eating disorder is one of the deadliest types of mental illness. over 1 in 4 people with an ED will attempt suicide.
and i'm sorry. i just do not see the exchange rate of "high rate of engagement" versus "the value of a human life."
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eatme3 · 14 days
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( low bmi )
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( tiny waist ) ( thigh gap )
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strvingd0ll · 26 days
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guys im so used to starving alone in my room so i be funny w it sometimes but this time i was with the sneaky link n my stomach growled so slapped it n said "shut up bitch" bc i forgot he was there and he looked at me so crazy 😭
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peculiar--princess · 1 year
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I wish I could shrink down in size and be held in Winnie the poohs arms
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edrecovery-space · 9 months
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you'll get there <3
[pt: you'll get there]
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this is a blog for eating disorder recover, a place to share experiences, tips, achievements and what have you. a place full of safety, recovery and encouragement towards healing.
this is a space strictly for and about people struggling with all kinds of disordered eating, developing a healthier relationship with food, ourselves and our bodies.
any hate, discourse, arguments and general negativity or crossing of boundaries with be ignored/deleted/blocked.
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we have a few bods from the archive!
#mod satin <- satin/cass+ it/he/neos/none.
#mod dan heng <- dan heng he/him
#mod apollo <- apollo/dabi he/him
#mod ryne <- ryne she/her
#mod sparrow <- Sparrow they/them
#mod lyric <- lyric/Koko+ they/neos
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please be respectful. you may interact so long as you do not drag us into anything, however we will block where needed for our comfort
there are certain things we do[link] / dont[link] support on this blog
that said, have a good day, youre doing great.
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kkujo · 2 years
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i love you girls with round faces i love you girls with strong jawlines i love you girls with big foreheads i love you girls with chubby cheeks i love you girls with masculine features i love you girls with square faces i love you girls with big noses i love you girls with double chins i love you girls with bushy eyebrows i love you girls with soft jawlines i love you girls with crooked teeth i love you girls with small eyes i love you girls
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cbunny9 · 4 months
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Thursday, 12.21.23
(Day 17/Update)
I’m trying to not put so much pressure on myself to write something here every day, but also I kind of have been caught up in the whirlwind of navigating treatment inside and outside of program. It’s hard to know what exactly would be interesting to document here. I guess it doesn’t really matter. My perfectionism is showing.
Things have been going as well as I guess they could be. It feels difficult some days and easier on others, and I’m actively working to not gaslight myself into believing I’m just “taking up space” on the days that I feel good. I’m continuing to learn a lot about myself and my disorder, and I’m learning how to separate myself from it. I’ve been doing okay with meal completion; desserts are hard but I’m working on it.
On Monday night I saw my coworkers for the first time since I started treatment and it was magical. I was relieved and so happy to be in a space with people who have really known me for a long time and who I feel comfortable being myself around. A lot of them were not sure why exactly I was out of work, and I ended up telling them I’m in treatment for an eating disorder. They all had about the same reaction which was, “Really? I never would have guessed,” which means I get an A+ in having an ED lmao /s
Every time I told someone else I could feel the weight of carrying the truth alone lifting off my shoulders bit by bit. I also ended up feeling more connected to and close with my coworkers by the end of the night, as well as incredibly supported. One of my coworkers who was sitting next to me kept making sure I was getting enough of the food I wanted to try, as well as asking if any of the plates made me uncomfortable to sit in front of and if I wanted her to move them away for me …. I just felt so so so seen and cared for …. overwhelmed but in the best way.
I’m starting to learn it feels pretty good to let people in.
Um needless to say though I’ve been having a hard time committing to my “no distractions” dinner at home lol. I think I’ve been so anxious this week that I couldn’t even think about being alone with my thoughts, especially while I’m eating at home. Maybe this weekend I can try one meal a day with no distractions, just to ease myself into it outside of program. All week I’m eating every meal except for dinner with no distractions. Maybe it just feels like a lot right now to have every meal with no distractions on top of all the work I’m doing in treatment during the day.
Anyway, I’m about to walk into the building. It’s Thursday. I’m almost through my third full week. I’m feeling more present and clear. Some things are still a struggle but that’s why I’m in program in the first place.
Thanks to anyone for reading.
Peace & love all around x
PS. The holidays are hard. Grant yourself a little grace.
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sleepyhighslvt · 24 hours
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Self love, not self loathe
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desultory-suggestions · 3 months
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Pay attention to what makes you feel on edge. If you’re feeling angry try to stop and assess what is triggering that anger. It doesn’t have to make sense. Is the sound of shoes squeaking on the floor grating? Is the way someone is asking you for something upsetting even if the ask isn’t? Understanding what is bothering us is the first step to diffusing our anger.
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