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To anyone who is considering starving/restricting/purging to lose
Category: (general)
Thursday, 30 June 2011
12:11:40 AM (GMT)
I didn't write this by the way. think starving is a good way to lose weight, do you? I think you've read too
many fairy tales. Well, this isn't one. Neither are eating disorders. They are sheer
& total HELL. But, since you want one, I'll go ahead & prep you for it. I'll let you
know exactly what will happen to you. If this doesn't make you realize how completely
stupid running out there & trying to develop anorexia is, then I wish you the best of
luck in killing yourself. Because that's all you'll be doing. 
The completely ironic part about people trying to lose weight by starving is that
half the time it does not work. I bet you think you'll wind up insanely thin &
gorgeous, right? Wrong. You won't be gorgeous .One thing's for certain. Insane is a
definite part of the package. Your mind won't be yours anymore. Kiss it goodbye, I
hope you didn't enjoy it.
The less you eat, the lower your metabolism goes. You might starve & starve & barely
lose anything...or you might be extra might starve & starve & gain
weight. Your body might just shut itself down & the weight go nowhere. & even though
you aren't losing, you'll still be HOOKED. You still won't be able to stop. By the
time your body shuts off from malnutrition, you'll be too far in it to *snap* think
"Oh...this isn't working...I think I'll eat again."'ll be desperate & eat
less & less & work out more and more. Eventually, you won't be ABLE to work out. Your
muscles will eventually stop cooperating. Then you'll panic & try & eat even less to
compensate for not being able to work your ass off (simply a figure of speech, since
you're not losing any weight, of course). By then you can't eat less though. You're
barely eating enough to stay alive as it is. & you can't stop. It isn't working & you
still can't stop. & whether its working or not, you won't see the truth. You'll never
actually know what you look like. matter what you'll think you must weigh
at least four hundred pounds. This is true if you weigh 150 or if you weigh 70. You
will be fat. Insane is the proper term for it, isn't it? Yes, you might just be one
of the lucky ones, one of the ones that doesn't lose weight. But don't sit there &
think that means you won't be sick. Not true...not true at all. Your skin & hair will
be dry, your teeth sore, your period gone, your bones aching, your muscles
cramping...well, no need to go on. You still want this, of course. After all, you
won't be like that. You won't be one of the failures. You'll be successful; you'll be
thin & perfect. Beautiful.

Well, since you're going to win, why don't I tell you about your prize, hmm?? It's
quite nice. You will be skinny. You will be sickly thin. Your ribs will stand out &
your hipbones will be sharp. You won't see it. You'll look in the mirror & see fat.
You'll see rolls. You'll look at girls who weight fifty pounds more than you & wonder
why you can't be as thin as they are. You'll look in the mirror everyday & swear that
you've gained at least ten pounds. Other people will see you shrink but you won't get
to watch. You'll never see the truth. Others will though. You'll be sickly
skinny...but you won't be pretty. & they'll all see that. You won't'll
be too busy staring at your ass & wondering when you turned into your fat Aunt
Bertha. You will not be attractive. You won't. You'll have huge dark circles. Your
skin will be pasty pale & have a lovely gray tint to it. Makeup will NOT help this.
It won't, so don't think it will. Don't even bother to attempt it. You'll be wasting
your time; time that could be better spent doing your usual pastime, staring into the
pantry to watch the food. Of course, people might not notice that you're gray. They
could be too busy staring at the dark black, blue, & purple spots you're covered in.
Everything you do will result in a bruise. Everything.

Do you have pretty hair? You won't anymore. It will be straw dry & dull. It will not
shine. Think conditioner will help? It won't. It won't & there's no sense in trying
it. It might soften your hair for a while (after you use half the bottle, of course)
but it won't make your hair look any better. Buy a ponytail holder. You'll need it.
You'll probably be wearing it all the time. You'll also need some hair dye. I
sincerely hope your hair isn't a nice color....because it won't be soon. Yes...the
color of your hair will fade out. You might even get grays. But gray is a nice color,
isn't it? I rather like it. I think the grayish brown color where my natural red and
blonde highlights used to be adds a bit of...oh...dignity to my look.

Speaking of hair, do you like facial hair? I hope so. You'll have it. I have some
lovely sideburns. Quite gorgeous. Actually, I have sexy hair everywhere. Fuzz, fuzz,
fuzz. It's hot. All the guys love it and all the girls I know ask how to get some.
They're jealous, you know. I tell them how I got it, starving. They never attempt
it...I know why though. Its not because they're smart &, no. Its because
they're weak. Not strong like me. Of course, my muscles are deteriorating as we speak
& I can no longer use even my five pound weights but I'm still strong, aren't I?
Yes...because I don't eat. & that's true strength, isn't it? Denying yourself the
basic fuel you need for life. Yup...strong & smart.

I bet you're one of those girls will the enviable natural nails. Those shiny ones
that are so long people sometimes think they're fake? Cut them. Go ahead & cut them
off now. They'll only break soon anyway.
Kiss your newly gray hair goodbye too. It'll be falling out about now. You get to
clean the drain about 6 times during your shower, just so the water will go down.

Also, you'll need to find a way to throw away your tampons to make it look as if
you've been using them. Remember to tell your mom to buy you tampons once a month.
Can't have her knowing you lost your period. & you will. I hope you're not having sex
because you'll never know if you're pregnant or not. I guess you can just take a test
every few weeks. & can still get pregnant. I hope you don't love the baby
though, because chances are you'll lose it. It would probably be for the best if you
did though because of the nice birth defects caused by eating disorders. So, you
might get to live with the knowledge that your child died or had to go through life
with a terrible disability because of you...but it was worth it for thinness. A small
price to pay for perfection, even though you're not the one paying it. Who needs
their full mental capabilities anyway? I hope your kid doesn't. But that might not be
a problem. You might never have children. You might become infertile. Oh
well...pregnancy makes you fat anyway.
Since you're one of the special ones, one of the anorexic ones, I'll bet you enjoy
ice water. Pour it out. Drink plain water, warm diet coke. It hurts too badly to
drink iced drinks. You're taking sensitive teeth to a new level. Forget those special
toothpastes though. They don't work when your teeth are slowly dying from vitamin
deficiencies. Never liked those teeth anyway. Dentures are nice.

How do you like to sit? like your legs crossed? Hmm...too bad. Can't do that
anymore. Your legs will fall asleep all the way up to your hips. Painfully asleep.
This isn't like what you're used to, that tingly feeling. This hurts. A word of
advice. After uncrossing them, just sit there. Don't try moving them or hitting them
to wake them up. Bad idea...very painful. Don't stand up either, unless you enjoy

Fainting is common too. & don't think this is something you can hide. Whenever you
pass out dead in the living room in front of your mom or brother they'll wonder
why...and unless they're complete idiots they'll probably know why...especially if
you're 30 pounds underweight. Get ready for nagging. Eat this, eat that, why are you
doing this to yourself??

You could always go to your room to escape though. Then you can lie in bed & bite
your lip until it bleeds...why would you want to do that, do you ask? Because of the
leg cramps, of course...oh! I must've forgotten to mention those! Oooh...the cramps
are nice. Your muscles are balled into excruciating knots. You'll double over to
massage the knots out and...what? There are no knots. There IS no rubbing the knots
out because there are no knots. It just feels like it. There's nothing you can do.
You just get to lie there & try not to scream. & trust'll want to. Of
course, you could always rub your legs might make you feel better to
pretend there's something you can do to help them. But you might not be thinking
about your might be distracted by the headaches. Take some
aspirin...oooh...or don't. Your tummy's too empty; it'll only make you throw up

It's worth it right? Anything's worth it, even your hair, nails, bones, muscles,
possible children, your family's heart, everything. Sacrifice it all, throw it all
away. You're thin now, that's what counts, even though you don't know it.

You'll probably get chest pains. Maybe heart flutters. This is scary too, because you
never wanted to die, you just wanted to be thin. But remember, you can't tell.
Telling is forbidden & asking for help is weak.
Do you have problems with depression? You do now. The less you eat the more depressed
you become. Partially from vitamin deficiencies, partially from your lovely eating
disorder. Do you have problems with insomnia? That's right, you've got that now too.
You're exhausted beyond belief but you still can't fall asleep...& when you do you
can't stay asleep. Who needs sleep though?? Not you. Staying awake burns more
calories anyway.

Do you do well in school? You don't now. You can't concentrate. Your mind won't
function, & the only thing you can actually think about is food anyway. Your grades
will fall. Want to recover? You'll probably have to leave school. How does repeating
a grade sound?

Do you like going out with friends? You won't for long. You'll be afraid someone
might notice how obese you are. You can't leave the house now without hiding under
tons of're terrified someone might see your repulsive body. You'll
become more nervous too. Jittery. You'll also have difficulty talking. Oh...have you
never had a stuttering problem? Well, you do now. You also forget what you wanted to
say alot. Goodbye memory. And you can't go out with friends anyway, so I guess it's a
good thing you no longer enjoy it. If you go out with friends they might want to eat!
Maybe they'll want to go to a restaurant or the movies. How can you explain that you
don't want any popcorn? How can you find an excuse for sitting there at the table
sipping Diet Dr. Pepper or nibbling a salad & water while everyone else has
cheeseburgers?? You can't. & they might make you eat. You can't do But why
do they want you to eat? Is it because they care? No. Its because they WANT you to be
fat!! How dare they?? They're jealous...that's it, they're jealous. Soon you'll
realize something. Everyone wants you to be fat. Your parents, your siblings,
teachers, friends. The world is against you & they all want you to spiral into morbid
obesity. Get away from them. All of them. They don't understand & they're plotting
your downfall. You can't have that, you can't lose this. Every time someone urges you
to eat or recover "for your health" you know the truth. They hate you & want you to
be fat. Push them away. Push away all the people who love you. That's the only way
you'll ever be thin. 
But one day this will be over. One day you will either die or recover. Death is
easier. First you'll have to admit you need help (that is, on the chance that you
haven't been forced into recovery...recovery that will not work until you cooperate).
This is one of the hardest things you've ever done. Maybe you'll tell your mom. She
might be wonderfully supportive, she might've already known. Or maybe she won't think
you have a real problem. Then you're on your own. Maybe you'll tell your doctor. & if
you tell your mom, she'll take you to a doctor. Then its better. You're safe now,
they'll help you. They'll understand. Wrong. A degree is not an insurance against
ignorance. & speaking of insurance, it only pays so much on mental health problems.
And ED treatment costs are outrageous. So, even if you find a doctor that knows his
ass from a hole in the ground you might not be able to get help. You might not be
able to afford it.

As you recover, your school might have to know. Your teachers will not understand.
Students might find out. They won't understand either. Their comments will hurt,
you'll want to scream when they ask why you don't just eat. They might call you fat
just for fun. Someone might start to admire you & try to become anorexic too...but
then, you've been there. You wanted to be anorexic once & you never realized how
stupid you were. You know it now, but it's too late. Its too late & you have to fight
this or die...& fighting it is the hardest thing you've ever done. You'll put food in
your mouth, that disgusting, terrible food & panic & want to cry. Maybe you will cry.
Maybe you'll freak & spit it back out. Maybe you'll refuse to eat & get a lovely
feeding tube. Triggers are everywhere & you want to kill yourself more with each bite
you swallow. Maybe you will kill yourself. Maybe you'll fight & fight & enter
recovery only to die while in recovery or even afterwards from complications caused
by your years of having an eating disorder.

After fighting for the longest time, maybe you will get out. Maybe, after numerous
slip ups & times that where so hard you thought you'd die, you recover. It takes a
while. Even after you've eaten right for months & months your body still isn't the
same. You start to wonder if it will ever be the same again. It might, but you won't.
No. This will always be a part of you, it will never go away. Years later it will
still be with you, you will still have those moments. Sometimes you'll pass a mirror
& suddenly be 200 pounds larger. You'll panic & shake your head, trying to clear the
image away. Something will happen in your life, maybe you'll lose your job. Something
will happen to take away your control & you'll try to gain it back through starving.
You will NEVER be the same. You'll see an article on a someone with an eating
disorder & you'll start to cry, remembering that terrible pain. I'm not talking about
the physical pain. That's the only pain I described, because it's the only part
that's describable. There are no words for the mental anguish. It can never be
described. It's unimaginable. You'll never feel another pain like that, another pain
so filled with self loathing, vulnerability, terror, rage, desolation...

WHY do you want this?? WHY?!? I know, even after reading this, that you're still
sitting there, wanting this. Why? What is it you want?? Is it beauty? Do you honestly
think you won't be like this?? Do you honestly think malnutrition won't steal your
looks? Is it glamour? READ THIS. Show me the glamour. Is it control?? Let me tell
you, you'll NEVER be more out of control than you are when you have an eating
disorder. You don't control what you put in your mouth. Hell, you don't even control
your thoughts. You have NO control. None.

Do you honestly think that you'll be able to do this & not wind up this way? Do you
think you are the one person on earth who can control this, who can just stop??? Do
you think that maybe you can just do this, get thin, & stop?? WRONG! It doesn't work
that way. Do you WANT to die? Do you want to be a martyr or something? Do you think
this is beautiful? I bet you think its some sort of tragic beauty. Its not. There's
nothing beautiful about it. Do you want some attention? Buy a new eyeliner, dance
naked in the streets. Needing attention is a natural thing but there are a hell of
alot better ways to get it.
Do you want to look at your family's faces & know that you're killing them too?
Imagine watching your child killing themselves, imagine your helplessness, imagine
KNOWING that they're dying & KNOWING that there's NOTHING that you can do. Imagine
fearing the day you'll come home to find them dead from this. Just sit there & try to
think about it. Of course, while you're starving yourself you won't see that anguish.
You won't be able to. You can't see anything, you're too self absorbed. You're too
busy thinking about your weight, about food. You'll see it when you recover though &
you'll hate yourself for doing that to the ones you love. You'll wish there was
something you could do to erase it but there is nothing. You just have to live with
it...& living with it is hard. Especially when you think of how many times your anger
came out on them, how many times you got nasty when they were only trying to save
your life. You'll hate yourself.
But do you know what? Self-hatred is the least of your worries now. Because you've
likely just signed your own death warrant...& you likely don't even care...yet. But
you will. You will care. You will care & you will cry & rage & swear you'd give
anything to take it all back. But it's too late, because by the time you're in deep
enough to care, you're already dying. Its too late to snap out of it now, no matter
how much you want to.

This is the reality of anorexia. It is nothing like the powerful articles you read on
how so & so overcame it. It is nothing like the beauty you see when you look at that
thin model. It is nothing like that beautiful popular girl who naturally weighs
80lbs. It is nothing like anything you've ever lived before & you will never be the

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