gente.. BIOLOGICAMENTE produzimos dopamina quando comemos, ou seja, sentimos PRAZER em comer.
É POR ISSO QUE É ""VICIANTE"", É POR ISSO QUE VOCÊ CONTINUA COMENDO, PQ BIOLOGICAMENTE VOCÊ GOSTA.
O que não justifica comer que nem uma baleia, não tô dizendo isso. É só que é algo interessante a se pensar. Talvez a técnica seja tentar perder o prazer em comer... sla
your body is your best accessory. a physically fit person walking into a room can say so much about themselves without speaking at all. they are desirable because they embody (in a literal sense) the best traits: discipline; integrity; and strength.
trying to recover is great and all until the final pressing moment when you realise youve become the disgusting fat parody of yourself you always thought you were, and now you have to go back to the vice that is an eating disorder to delay how badly you want to kill youself to try avoid the person youve become, because you would rather die than be fat
i don’t even wanna weigh myself because i already know. i haven’t been trying as hard as i could but i’m going to do anything it takes to be smaller. smaller than ever before. and i will get there. i have to get there.
I was on this side of Tumblr when I was still thinking of childish dreams and hopes, worrying about my next test and not my future. Now I'm still on this side of Tumblr, but now looking for work and worrying about how I will survive in this world. I can't believe that so many years have gone by, this is my 6th year of dealing with this disorder. I was 12 when it first developed and now I'm 18, entering real adulthood. I feel like I wasted so much potential and time. I could have been happy right now If I only stopped fucking eating.