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basically

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Being awake is so annoying

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65 Things to do to avoid a binge

After going on a trek with a mate of mine this weekend and having to forcibly eat, my purging habits came back pretty bad. I hate binging and purging, so I decided to make a list of a bunch of things you can do to avoid a binge! I made this not only for myself, but for every one of you that may be struggling with a binging problem too. 

Drink a cup of tea

Paint a picture

Write a story

Write a song

Play your instrument

Go on a walk

Go on s run

Take your dog to the park

Ride your bike around the neighborhood

Read a book

Look at thinspo/fitspo

Research something

Learn about the Universe

Walk to the library

Go to the mall

Do your makeup

Dress up in your favorite outfit and take pictures

Go to the gym

Play a video game

Take pictures of nature

Sketch

Create a diary

Do your homework

Pick up shifts at work

Make a collage

Snuggle with your dog, cat, or pet

Watch a movie

Make a list of things to do 

Write out meal plans

Watch funny internet videos

Drink a cup of coffee

Call a relative you haven’t spoken to in a while

Go to the movies

Listen to music

Do 100 jumping jacks

Paint your nails

Do a facemask

Go bowling

Take a bath

Nap

Dance in your bedroom

Go adventure in you nearest town/city

Go on a hike

Go to the recreational center for a swim

Take a babysitting job

Go for a long drive

Go on a walk on the beach

Go to an art museum

Write a letter to someone

Do an internet workout video

Hangout with your mates

Drink lots of water

Come up with an ANA/MIA recipe

learn how to count to ten in a different language

Take a shower

Sing a long to your current favorite song

Do the dishes

Browse the library

Join an online support group

Clean your house

Go gardening

Learn how to knit

Water your plants

Discover new bands

Plan your week out

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🍾🎉New Year’s eve thinspo 🎉🍾

Sorry it’s a day late 😂 it be like that sometimes. 🤷‍♀️

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does everybody agree to never talk about THE binge of Christmas and New Year??

'cause same

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"When she sits, she doesn't have fat rolls. Can you say the same?"

I saw this quote when I was 14 and it's stuck with me ever since.

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🕷️🖤

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some summer thinspo for the new year 🧚🏻

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Thinspo Imagine #1: The Beginning of Fall

It was around 7 in the morning when the sun woke you up. It danced across your sheets and your desk, earning a soft groan from you as you slowly woke up. The sheets draped over your dainty body, slipping down over your shoulders as you sat up. Your hands sat in your lap, bundling up the blanket a bit as you looked out the window at a beautiful morning.

After admiring the view a little bit, you slipped out of bed, one thin leg after the other. Your soft pajamas draped over your lithe figure, truly accentuating how petite you were. They sagged a bit around your tiny waist and the sleeves stopped past the palm of your hand. You looked so tiny in them,

You padded to the bathroom and stripped, stepping on the scale. - 118 - You smiled to yourself. Almost there.

You took a quick, hot shower, relishing in the feeling of each bone of your body as you skimmed your hands over yourself. Water pooled slightly in your collarbones and not on rolls of fat.

You were glowing when you got out, and turned around in the mirror. You counted three ribs on each side of your flat stomach, which concaved ever so slightly when you looked at yourself from the side. Your tiny waist filled out into toned thighs with a gap in between, which dipped back in at the knees to long, thin legs. Your thin hands danced around your tiny neck and prominent collars, tracing the sharp curve of your jawline, moving a few strands of wet hair that clung to your cheek. Your eyes looked bigger and your sharp nose was the same red as the apples of your cheeks, accentuating your soft lips and tiny chin.

You spoiled yourself for a few minutes, turning this way and that, looking at every curve and dip of your body. Finally, when the water sticking to your frame sent a chill through you, a silk robe was pulled up and over your shoulders. Silently, you left the bathroom.

You walked to your closet and opened the sliding door. You watched your thin fingers as they gripped the white wood.

As you had lost weight, you slowly added more and more clothes to your closet. Flowy tops, cute jeans, sweet skirts. Wearing them was a reward in and of itself, once you were able to fit into them. You looked cute and fragile in some, skinny and sharp in others. They each had their own style - and a place in your heart. They were the biggest sign of your progress.

You slipped into a cute, creme colored long sleeve top, relishing in the comfortable feel of the thin, flowy fabric. Your legs were hugged by dark blue, high-wasited jeans that you slid into perfectly. Simple gold bracelets sat on your wrists, and a thin gold chain around your neck.

You looked killer, and posed a bit. The jeans acentuated your thigh gap and thin, lean legs as well as your cinched waist, while the shirt hung low enough to reveal your collarbone, draping off of you in a way that showed how small you were underneath. Your hands were lithe and dainty, your skin fresh and clear.

You moved to your window, spreading the curtains and pulling the sliding glass open. Birds sang and danced around each other, and the hints of city life teemed in the few people walking along the sidewalk. You adored the city. Maple trees grew along the road and charming shops filled the empty space between tall buildings.

The wind blew, billowing the silk curtins out around you as you took in a deep breath. The cool air filled your lungs so beautifully, and your bright eyes fluttered closed.

All your hard work, all the long night curled up in your bed, ignoring hunger pains. Forcing awful-tasting teas down your throat. Losing and gaining, working out until you colapsed, sleeping through the day and binging at night. Your journey was so hard, with just as many downs as there were ups.

But you kept at it, holding on to the dream of a brighter future. Your binges grew smaller and fewer. You coud last longer without food, and it took less for you to feel full. The barest of muscle formed, and working out was less of a chore and more of a hobby. People started commenting on your figure. It was euphoric, fitting into your first XS pair of jeans.

You opened your eyes again, watching the green trees sway in the breeze. They were showing the first hints of autumn, a few crisp leaves turning to the color of honey and roses.

For the first time in a while, you realised, you were happy with where you were.

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saying no to food is saying yes to weight loss

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emilycocklin via instagram

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tiny waist and skinny legs, is that too much to ask for???????