The thing is, I honestly don’t know what regular eating is anymore.

jeankd:

beautifullyburnedxo:

sailordirtbag:

before you date a girl with a mental illness, remember: saying, “you’re beautiful” won’t balance the chemicals in her brain.

and don’t fucking say, “i’ll be here for you, no matter what,” if you don’t mean it.

don’t think you’re fixing her by saying, “i love you.” because you’re not

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I went from 109 to 140 over the course of my recovery.

I’m so not okay with this.

I feel the need to stop eating again, but when I try I find that I can’t anymore.

I’m not sure if that’s more relieving or upsetting.

uhhgay:

That moment when fresh cuts itch like crazy.

kittyprincessx:

👽 on We Heart It.

kamichica:

I am not my anxiety. I have a mental illness, I am not crazy.

staring-in-the-dark:

If you see more than lines… I am so sorry…
You’re not alone, you’ll never be alone.

staring-in-the-dark:

If you see more than lines… I am so sorry…
You’re not alone, you’ll never be alone.

petpup:

today a teenage white boy looked me straight in the face, pointed at himself, winked at me, and said “so how about helping papa bear with his math homework?” and i think i was speechless for a total of 10 seconds before telling him i dont associate with people who call themselves papa bear

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