An eating disorder has nothing to do with your physical body. It doesn't matter if you're tall, short, fat, or skinny. And eating disorder manifests itself in the depths of your mind, in the dark places of your conscientiousness. It consumes you from the inside out.
I’m tempted to reblog this because I want to tell myself the same.
But at the same time, I don’t want to condone or allow, or make this “okay” - it’s not right to feel like you need to stop eating, all the time. It’s not worth starving yourself, trust me on that. Once you start, you can’t change what changes in you. It’s not just your body; it’s your mentality too.
It bothers me when my past is brought up in the wrong way. When no one looks at the things I’ve done right. Instead, those who don’t know me personally would always use every little dirt they have on me, twist up the facts and make it seem like I’m the only one who’s ever done something wrong. Sure, I’ve made a couple mistakes here and there but who I am today is built based on past mistakes. If you can’t see through them, it’s your lost.
Promises are only words strung together with instinctive emotions. When time passes, words are only words, and the meaning and the truth behind it all is virtually tossed carelessly away. But these things happen. They happen every day. Some things - beautiful things - fall out of place,…
I hope you've moved on, I really do. I hope you're meeting all the people you should have met during our relationship and I sincerely hope one of them can give you what I couldn't, hold onto you stronger than I should've, be someone I wasn't and love you more than I ever will.