TW ed tips/triggers: The Size 0 Diet
OK so I'm an idiot and watching "Louise Redknapp; The Truth About Size Zero", to trigger myself... Anyway, it's a good way to either trigger yourself if you're stupid like me, or actually encourage you to recover because of the scary facts. Before we get into this, please take a moment to have some water, some fruit or a safe food, brace yourself, and think whether you really want to read this or not. These notes are mostly for me, but also include important information to try to dissuade people from getting worse, unless you're already fucked entirely like me. Anyway, stop, think, then decide. Massive trigger warning.
Here are my notes:
Louise, at the start, was a UK size 8, but people were calling her "curvy". This is wrong in so many ways (but it also was 2007)
UK size 8 (US 4) to UK size 4 (US 0)
Can harm all systems... no shit.
Risks include: Bad breath, Infections, Sleep disturbances, Hormones for fertility get suppressed (estrogen) (it's a big bone support thing, that can lead to osteoporosis), Muscles around heart can shrink, causing greater risk of heart attack. There's more, but this was just what was said.
According to the diet, your portions should be fist-sized
People are people. We need rolls when we sit
THE DIET: oats and omelettes for breakfast, berries, but not after 11am, fish and greens for lunch and dinner. No milk (even soy), no diary/yoghurt, no carbs, no sweets (real or fake like stevia), under 800 calories
to paraphrase her trainer, if it's a life plan, don't freak out over a single biscuit, but if you're on a timer, freak
THE WORKOUT: run 3 miles everyday, and do an hour of weights, and stay busy all day
According to the diet, go to bed early so you can't eat, and get up early to workout
A size zero is roughly a 25 inch waist
dry skin is an issue, drinking water doesn't really help
diets encourage eating disorders
you'll get really emotional
crash dieting/high restriction can mean the weight you're losing is 50% fat, but also 50% muscle, meaning if you suddenly eat normally or binge, you're not going to restore yourself to health, but gain a lot more fat back. You need to see a nutritionist and or go slowly to get back to health
you'll lose concentration and get colds
You get used to being hungry, so being full feels scary. Again, this is how this shit starts
loss of muscle is loss of metabolic rate.
OK so this is kinda dangerous information, so if you're feeling too triggered, I'm just going to go ahead and add a link
RECOVERY!!!
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Remaking this post because my old blog got nuked
Hey my old blog @doggirlnarcolepsy got terminated in the recent trans fem tumblr purge, so I'll be posting from this url from now on. Unless tumblr decides to reverse their rash and uncalled for decision, I guess...
Me and my wife have been struggling make ends meet this month and have an unpaid internet and power bill totaling at $225 that urgently need to be paid off or collection agencies will make our life a living hell recouping the charges and fees we will incur.
(You can read the original post @queensizeddonger for more detail)
We haven't been able to pick up our hormones or my wife's ozempic yet, as we've been putting aside everything we've received to cover the overdue bills. We've haven't been able to cover groceries either for a while so we've been going days on and off without dinner as our only meal trying to ration what we have left.
Everything has just been so chaotic these last couple of weeks negotiating with utility companies for extensions, barely eating and tumblr nuking my blog out of literally nowhere.. If anyone is able to help out it would be a huge relief for the both of us and we would be incredibly grateful
P*yp*l: QueenSizedDonger
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in recent years, there's been a push in therapeutic circles to shift the language from "attention-seeking" to "connection-seeking" behavior.
i was an attention-seeker. i was the textbook example of an attention-seeker. i was a troublemaker. i would self-harm. i destroyed my own relationships. i was uncontrolled, dramatic, sensitive. i took everything personally. i had "nothing" to be depressed "about," but made a big show of how sad i was nonetheless. i was really unsafe about myself in a lot of ways.
the strange thing about that is: it meant others could ignore me. the prevailing wisdom behind knowing something is "attention seeking" is to say: well, since you want it that bad, you're not getting any. it meant i was lower-on-the-list of concern. it meant an eye-roll.
the belief was that: since i was obviously doing these things on purpose, it would be bad behavioral training if i was "rewarded" for it. it would "teach me" that i simply had to make enough fuss, and i'd finally get all that missing attention and love. no, it was better to ignore that stuff.
i was suffering. and it felt like - oh, it doesn't matter how loudly i am in pain, nobody gives a shit about if i'm living or dying.
awhile ago, i went through my journals from that time. a lot of them read the same thing. in them, i am convinced i am invisible. that nobody wants to hear me, to see me. that i could die or vanish and nobody would even notice. i didn't even want attention - not really - because it was always dismissive, mocking. nothing i ever did would be good enough to get someone to actually-worry about me.
that's a terrifying thing for me to read as an adult. that is a child who fully has no problem committing. that is a child who has no concept of feeling loved. the most basic human instinct is missing from her life.
i needed help. i didn't know how to ask for it. i was a kid. i was a kid in a bad home, and whenever i thought things couldn't get worse there - they almost always did.
and the ways i showed that - the ways i tried to deal with that - they made others dismiss me. i wasn't suffering prettily. after all, if i was really in trouble, why wouldn't i just march into the first counselor's office and ask someone to help me? i had the opportunities, right? what did i think would happen, exactly? that someone would finally stand up and do something? who even wants that kind of responsibility?
i heard connection-seeking for the first time about three months ago. my therapist mentioned it when we were talking about my history. it rang some kind of horrible bell, deep inside me. i don't know what she said in the rest of her sentence. i just started... crying.
"oh no", i said to her. "i think i just realized: i have no idea how to forgive them for minimizing the ways i was hurting."
how many other kids, though. how many other kids were out there drowning, snatching around for a lifevest, some kind of rope - how many were straight-up ignored.
how many of those kids aren't gonna get old.
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