33409) Whenever I rest my hand on my stomach, thighs or anywhere, I grab the fat and get so mad. I can’t even casually rest my hand on my body because I get so stressed out about all the fat and disgusting-ness my body has. I just wish it would go away.
33415) People always say, “I don’t understand anorexics. I love food too much to ever starve myself.” They’ve got it all wrong. We love food. We deify food. Food is our god, our salvation, our obsession. And we don’t deserve an ounce of it.
couldn’t agree more.
I want to stop eating. I want to get skinny and I want to make all the people who pushed me away regret it.