‘if you develop an eating disorder when you are already thin to begin with, you go to the hospital. if you develop an eating disorder when you are not thin to begin with, it’s a success story…’
- when the fat girl gets skinny
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When I went from 70kg to 57kg (thinspo I guess)
- My friend noticed my visible collarbones even before I did
- My friend basically stated that I was the skinny friend
- My friends parents tell my friends to feed me because I am thin appareantly
- I stopped wearing bras and nobody cares
- My aunt, who always told me to lose weight said that she doesn’t think I should lose any more weight
- I am not as embarassed when my family notices I work out. I am still not 100% comfortable when they enter my room during a yoga session, but I don’t feel like crawling inside a hole when someone mentions it.
- Reduced chub rub. I may not have a thighgap (yet), but I can’t remember the last time I had a rash on the inside of my thighs or my pants ripped there, and it used to happen all the time.
- Less sweating. I am serious.
- I stopped snacking, which seemed impossible and was my stress reliever just 2 years ago.
- When my friend hugged me from behind she said I was bony.
- I can fit into my moms old clothes perfectly. And into my grandmas old clothes. If they don’t fit good, then they are too big. Which means free retro stuff that also holds some meaning to it. I love it.
- I now own a size L, M and S shirts from one store.
- I started wearing leggings as pants. And it is sooo comfy.
- I need to get like half my clothes to be smaller, because dresses hang on me and pants/skirts have trouble staying up. Even those I got fitted like 2/3 months ago.
- My friend used to always tell me to lose weight. Lately she said I shouldn’t lose anymore, and when I undressed (we are comfortable with each other) she said she needed to check out my ass after all that weightloss. And I actually felt somewhat comfortable with that.
- That girl I just met said I had a slim, but nice body (when I joked about having no boobs and ass) and then when I said I was bloated like hell (which I was) she was like “What are you talking about you have an awesome body”. She never saw me before. She didn’t just say I look better than I used to. She said I just look good.
- People that haven’t seen me in a while always say I changed a lot (which I did, in many aspects) and it makes me happy because I feel like I need to evolve and change all the time.
- This may sound weird, but bony feet and ankles!
- When I make myself a salad, my family jokes about that being the reason I am thin. No more “are you trying to lose weight?” because they think I am just maintaining now.
- My family got used to me being a little cautious about eating healthily. Yes, they laugh when I get that soy milk and avoid bread like a plague, but it is just a part of who I am now.
- I actually get smaller portions sometimes? Because my family thinks I can’t/won’t eat as much as them?
- My mom bought me two dresses online recently. They were supposed to be body con, and she got them in 34/36 which is size S (?) and also the smallest they carry. And! They! Are! Too! Big! I guess it is just this site, probably sizing up, but I really hope they shrink in the wash. The whole situation just seems a bit surreal.
- I used to like my calves, and hate the rest of my legs. Now I like my ankles, calves, kness and about 50% of my thighs (still waiting for that bitch thighgap). Progress much?
- I actually prefer healthy food to fast food now. Fake it til you make it really worked.
- Also, I am both more choosy and more laid back with my food. I am picky as far as what is good for me (healthy, worth eating) but when something is healthy, I can survive it tasting bland or whatever.
- I sometimes crave washing my teeth instead of craving food.
- My mum jokes that I am addicted to gum. She is kind of right, because gum is that safe thing I get at the store when everyone else gets unhealthy food.
- Unhealthy food is no longer a comfort. I do try to use it as such sometimes, but it just doesn’t work the way it used to, and actually makes me feel worse.
- When I hug someone I don’t feel like I am crashing them with my arms.
- Losing weight led me to discover yoga, and I did it in the PE class recently. My teacher said I had a gift for it, and it made my grade better. My classmates liked it as well as far as I know. I might do a class like that again this year a couple times.
Attention! I am not bragging. All this stuff? I worked hard for it. I counted the calories and worked out and sometimes I did unhealthy things I am not proud of. This place where I am now? It is still not perfect. I want to get down to 55kg by the end of August, and then I will either try to maintain for a bit or maybe get lower, somewhere between 50kg and 55kg. I am not perfect. My life is not perfect. I still feel fat, and ugly, and I still fuck up sometimes. And I tell myself I don’t care, and I am lazy just to start over the next day.
Life doesn’t get perfect when you lose weight. But some things do change for better. So, this is a post that is supposed to remind me how far I’ve come and maybe it will motivate someone.
Stay safe.
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This is all I want♡
Its really funny how people dont care if u go a day, two days, or even three days without eating when your not “that thin”… some may even encourage it. but if you even skip one meal while being thin/rlly thin they freak out.
Skinny by 2019 ✨
We have four months to get skinny before New Years.
Just imagine it.
It’s a few hours or so before New Years and you’re having so much fun. You’re wearing the perfect outfit and rocking it. You look good in all the pictures. You finally get to have fun with your friends without you look like a whale. You’re counting down until New Years. The fireworks explode while you’re on the back of your significant other, they can finally hold you without suffering.
Then it’s Valentine’s day and you look good in red, red was never your colour before. But now, all the colours are your colours. You take cute, couple photos or photos with your friends.
Many other holidays follow after.
This is going to be your year.
(New York Time)
You have
128 days or
3080 hours or
184810 minutes or
11088510 seconds
No matter how you look at it, time’s running out. Start now.
You still have the rest of September and all of October to be skinny by November.
