be new:

To be thin is to be beautiful, to feel beautiful, to be happy, to be new. 新しいになります。 I hope, someday, to see myself as others see me, and to be as light and happy as the leaves that blow in the wind or a beautiful balloon drifting up into the clouds...












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ps.- I do not teach or wish to inspire eating disorder for it is a sickenss, not something that can be learnt. Eating disorder midset is something one is cursed with that most likely progresses slowly over the years of one's life: appearing first as a simple diet, moving forward in the form of ednos, and possibly, sadly hitting many full on as anorexia/bulimia. If you do not agree with blogs or people that support the lifestyle of the eating disordered, please leave. This blog is not for you. Please do not judge me b'coz I support others through their difficultiesor b'coz I seek support myself, for we need friends and people to talk to about our problems just as you do. Please do not proceed to tell me what I am doing is wrong, I am unhealthy, I am going to die, I need to gain weight, etc. I know what I am and what I am doing, it is not for you or anyone to tell me. I mean no disrespect for any concern; however, gaining weight and simply eating will not help me. It will make me sicker by causing mental torments.

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

recurring nightmares?

I've been having these dreams/nightmares about my litto sister for a few weeks now. It's been so often and they are so real that I feel this sense of dark worry when I think about her now. Gracious it's unnerving! I keep dreaming that she has an eating disorder. I haven't figured out if it's bulimia or anorexia...how ironic for me to worry when I have an eating disorder... I feel this strong need to protect her from having to feel the things I feel. In my dreams I'm always conflicted between the usual overwhelming want to just stop her, and the horror of wanting to help her along! WHAT?!?!?! I wake up feeling like a horrible person for both! Trying to stop her would be the wrong way to go about it b'coz it doesn't do anything but add stress to the person with the ED, and definitely helping her is NOT the way to go either! {well, helping her in the way I approached it in my dreams} I didn't know whether to give her mom pointers on what to watch for, or to tell her to leave my sister be, or to take my sister to a doctor, or to give my sister pointers, or to lock her up in a room... I just cried in my dream b'coz how can I do anything when I am not in any authority myself?

I have always worried about this b'coz she has always complained of being fat since she was 7. She always pulled at her stomach skin and said she ate too much and said she needed to diet. She is extremely thin and I know that that, in itself, holds no meaning but the constant dislike of her body and the way she has always looked at herself and spoken of herself was like looking at a mirror that reflected the beginnings of my ED.

I feel like I am no one to worry about her with this b'coz I am fighting it myself, but I can't help but to worry. I feel like an alcoholic saying: Son, go to your room! I cannot believe you were caught drinking!

Ya, okay dad, whatever you hypocrite idiot.

How can I even begin think I'm allowed to worry about her when I still hide and deny the fact that I binge and purge and restrict and obsess and count and add and subtract and multiply and divide and log and obsess and obsess and obsess, myself?


This is a bit chilling...


1 comment:

  1. Oh gods what a horrible dream! *Hugs*

    I really really hope she doesn't go the ED way too. I remember you posting that you've told her it's hell, right? We need more role models for girls who DGAF what other people think about how they look. Strong women like Olympic Shot-putters who need to be tough and disciplined to do what they do.

    I want to come hug you and sing Soft Kitty so you don't have nightmares.

    Love and hugs to you <3

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