New Year Resolutions

96.4 lbs, 22.5"

It's the 8th of January, I do know that. I just wanted to avoid weighing myself for a while and see what happens. I'm a pound down from the last time I posted (in November) so I feel better about myself in a few ways. I'm staring at my waist right now in the mirror, it looks so fat, but I'm half an inch down also.

I think I'm finally getting back to normal. I'm so close to where I began when I started this blog early last year so I've decided to set myself on certain ground rules once more.

My old goals last year began at 100 lbs and went down in 5 lbs increments. As it is a new year I've decided to completely change my goals once more as I'm not the same weight I was last year. I'm glad that I stopped taking the medication as I'm quite certain I'd be still gaining weight if I were on it.

New Year Resolutions: 80 lbs

I've decided to give myself the benefit of the doubt with that, as 75 lbs is a bit too far into the distance until I get closer to my new goal weight. With 80, at least I'm just 15 lbs shy from it instead of over 20 lbs. Additionally I've realized that 75 lbs sounds like a trip to the hospitals again so I'd rather avoid that for now.

I'll be updating my Measurements and Goal tabs in the next few days so feel free to check back sometime. I'm glad that I didn't gain weight over the holiday season, unbelievably happy. New thinspo will be posted later tonight. Hope you all had a wonderful start to the new year!

I Think I Survived Thanksgiving

On Monday I weighed 97.4 lbs, 23" waist.

That wasn't so bad. However the next day I jumped up to 99 lbs and yesterday I didn't even bother to check my weight after that. Yesterday I ate plenty of food but I used laxatives (as I couldn't purge). Today I just checked my weight: 97.6 lbs

It's still a .2 lbs increase. However I'll take it as it is and be happy about it. I really don't know how I managed to drop 2 lbs from the last time I posted (15 November) as I honestly haven't been doing anything. I've been eating nonstop actually. Have I hit recovery? I honestly don't know.

But then I checked the scales on Monday and that number made me happy. I had assumed I'd be over 100 lbs by now with all the eating I've been doing but instead I dropped 2 lbs. Maybe I shouldn't have checked the scales now that I'm thinking about it. But now that I know what my weight is the thoughts in my head are swirling–I want to be thinner, I'm looking fatter than usual, why am I so fat? I keep staring at myself in the mirror. I look like I'm 27", 28" inches at my waist. But I'm only at 23" (as of Monday, I haven't checked my waist today).

I know the measuring tape isn't lying to me. I looked in the mirror while I held the tape on my waist. I saw in the mirror it was 23". But when I looked at my waist overall even while holding the tape... it felt like a lie. I can't possibly be 23". I need to be thinner to be considered 23".

I guess I'll post some more thinspo later on today. I need to clear my head with some running.

Mini-Miscellaneous Thinspo

I haven't posted thinspo since August. But here are some photos that I have had on my hard drive for a while but haven't posted. It's interesting seeing how Pinterest and even Tumblr are taking down pro-thinspo boards/blogs.

Damn.

I do not own any of these images and if you are the owner of an image and wish it to be taken down, please let me know via e-mail.

November: The Month of Food

What I don't understand is how the entire society in the US focuses an entire month (or two, including December) on the over consumption of food. Do they not feel their pants tightening around their over stuffed bellies? Does this not bother them?

I won't ever know.

With that being said it's less than two weeks before Thanksgiving. I've been invited to my girlfriend's Thanksgiving dinner but it's also the same day as my sibling's birthday so I'm a bit conflicted. Should I go to this dinner where I know I'll be eating? Or spend a day with my sibling where I know I won't be eating as much (or maybe I will be, who knows).

Keeping that in mind I'll be more focused on restricting the next two weeks. Lately I've been skipping a lot of my meals with just drinking zero calorie sparkling drinks (they're plentiful and easy to be found). But I've also been additionally been in the "I have to be in recovery" mindset so I've also (on the days I'm not as focused) been eating a bit. But my weight isn't jumping up and down too much and I haven't gone above 100 at all since the last time I posted.

I am at a rather high weight though, close enough to be worried about. That's why for the next few weeks I'll be updating my measurements almost daily so I know for sure that once Thanksgiving is over, I can see if I gained weight (or not).

I just went shopping for food today and I got a few different zero calorie drinks, a Naked smoothie on days I need the extra calories, a (disgusting) packet of this Spanish rice, and 8 Jif peanut butter to-go cups. That's my meal plan for the next 7 days keeping in mind that my friends always make me eat lunch with them on Tuesdays but otherwise I'm set.

 

Honestly I think I do lose weight better when I'm not thinking on how many calories I'm limiting. But I'm also kind of in that recovery thinking stage where I'm thinking, I'm not gaining or losing weight, isn't this okay? type of thinking. But I don't want to go above 100 so I'm taking these extra precautionary steps just in case.

While reading Runner's World magazine I came across this neat chart of typical Thanksgiving foods and their calories/miles needed to run off calories. I also found a running group that I'll start joining soon to keep up with my exercise plans.

I guess a question that some of you all may be thinking, am I in recovery or am I not? I don't know the answer to the question myself. I feel like I'm killing myself by eating so much lately when I do eat but I don't want to kill myself by not eating either. I'm kind of stuck in limbo right now and I'm not sure where to go.

Guess this is my first "sorta recovery" post on this thread. Interesting enough, aye?

Measurements for today:

• 99.6 lbs (after eating/drinking all day so that's a relief but still too close to call it safe yet)
• Waist: 23" (22.5" if I suck in)
• Arm: 22.4cm
• Wrist: 14.5cm
• Hips: 32"

Aaaaaand I'm too lazy to finish the rest of the measurements. I'll post some thinspo shortly after this post (also news flash, many online websites where thinspo used to be found have all been taken down so it's much harder to find new thinspo lately).

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I do not know what my weight is. But I know that my waist is 23" so I wonder if I should be content with that. I think I'm around 100 lbs again. What a fucking fat ass right?

Funny thing is, I don't even care right now. I just took a few pills of oxy with soda so I'm waiting for them to do their thing. At this time I really don't care what I'm doing. I just want to fall and enter blankness. I haven't done this in years but right now I can't handle reality.

Reality hurts.

A girl I knew since childhood committed suicide. She jumped. I was going to attend her funeral but the day before it happened I found out that 45 minutes before she jumped, she was with another student from my school. Funny how it goes but they probably told her to jump. Worse?

They posted on facebook that she did something that "everyone wants to do but is too wimped out" or something like that. I don't even know right now. But they said that and put a smiley face at the end of it.

They killed her. And they went to her funeral.


I just want to get thin and get over it. I need to get thin. I'm so sick of being fat. Sad thing is, being fat is the only thing keeping me alive right now. If I were at 80 right now I'd already have taken the entire bottle and that would have been that.

I just took another pill. God, how I have missed this. It's like I never went to the hospitals for this.

My goal from now on is to run for an hour every day minimum. I don't care if that means pushing off school work, if I can't get the one hour first I won't do anything else. I need to lose weight. I'm sick of being so fat. I lost weight and gained it back.

God I wish I could die too. But I won't. I'm too fat to do that. And ugly.

On a side note, good to see you all again. I'll post updates sometime and thinspo. I don't even remember the last time I posted. Shit. I've been out of it this long.

Smallest No More

96.4 lbs as of this morning.

Yesterday was my first day of actual classes. Words cannot describe how upset I am. My anxiety peaked at school so I'm wondering as to how I did not break down then and there. Especially in one class nearly everyone hates me in there. However there are two people that stick out to me in that class. One is a guy from my English 9 class who tormented me. The other is a girl who's thinner than me.

I knew this girl from my elementary/middle school days when I used to attend Sunday school due to my parents forcing me. She and I were the best of friends every time we went to church. However once I finally freed myself from attending church I stopped talking to her. Years later in my first day of freshman year I found her again. She was so thin.

Everyone talked about how she was anorexic. It drove me insane. At this point in time I had gone to the hospitals and I had gained weight. I was a solid 85 lbs and ballooned up to 90 lbs my freshman year when I began. It was completely unfair that she was able to stay so thin while I had to be forced to gain weight. How was that even justifiable?

And now here she was yesterday, in a super cute outfit. And looking so thin I nearly cried. It's not fair. I used to be thin, thinner than her. But here I am now, no longer the thinnest. I'm so angry at myself. I hit 96.4 lbs this morning. But I'm not happy with it at all. I need to get down to 85 as soon as possible. I cannot take time losing weight anymore. Otherwise everyone will think I'm fat for being second thinnest.

I looked around the entire English class. I am most definitely the second thinnest. Everyone in the room is a large small or a medium. She and I were the only ones definitely smaller than that.

My arm is in pain at the moment. I ended up self harming early morning before I took a 3 hour nap. I can no longer sleep anymore, my sleeping pattern is so disturbed. I don't even feel hungry. I just feel slightly dizzy at times. Though I have no excuse for that, I had lunch with my friends yesterday. I'm thankful the lunch man gave me less pasta than everyone else because if he had given me more I would have cried.

Why am I so fat. I'm so ugly with all of this fat crawling on top of my body. I just asked to be thin. That's all I ever wanted.

Measurements Again

I finally did measurements again for the first time since April. I also weighed myself this morning when I woke up.

97.2 lbs, 23.8" (or 60.5cm which is closer).

Comparing my measurements from today to April, I am -5 lbs, neck measurements of course vary but they did go up +.25", arms went down -.25", forearm went up by +.3cm, wrist went down -.1cm, I did not measure bust this time around, under bust went up +2cm (which is disgusting), waist went up +.3", stomach remained neutral, hips were slightly smaller at 81cm than 32", upper thighs went down -2.5cm, mid thighs went down -1.5cm, knee went up +.2cm, mid calf went up to 30.5cm, ankle for some odd reason was not added last time but I measured 19.8cm this time.

I'm rather upset that so many measurements went up when I'm actually lighter than I was the last time I took measurements like these. I'm assuming the reason why I gained in a lot of these measurements is due to the fact that I gained weight and my body shape changed.

I just wish I could get my old body back. I'm sick of this. I'm sick of my stomach being so large. Even if my waist looks smaller I'll still look fat because of my stomach. I'm so sick of this. I just wish that I could tear off my skin and fat to make myself normal. I'm so sick of this. I want to be normal again.

Maybe it was a bad day to do measurements. I'm so upset now.

Thoughts before the new school year

My classes begin tomorrow. I'm so anxious, I'm so introverted that I'm scared I won't make friends. But then again do I really need friends? I already have friends outside of said classes. But there's this part of me that wishes I could just make friends and talk to them in class. I'm so alone.

But the only thing I can relish in is the fact that I'm finally losing weight. I was stuck at the same weight which is why I stopped posting for a short while. But yesterday I woke up and weighed myself.

97.8 lbs, 24".

I'm finally in the green. I know that I'm safe. I'm finally getting close to safety. I'm in the green. I know that from this point on I won't ever go back over 100. I know it. This gives me so much hope. I just feel so safe. I'm proud of this number. I remember months ago I was horrified when I got up to this weight. However now that I have been through hell at 110.6 I know that this is nothing. This is good.

I'm so close to my second goal. Once I hit 95 lbs then I'll be even more content with myself. Then I'll hit 90. I look forward to the days that I hit them. To someday wake up one morning and I finally hit another goal.

Since I finished my first goal of getting under 100 I think I deserve buying some lace for my skirts that I'm sewing currently. I'll go shopping sometime this weekend for lace. I'm so excited now.

But at the same time that I'm happy that I'm under 100, I feel this emptiness. I feel more alone. Every day I wake up and wonder, is it truly worth living? But the only thing that keeps me going is knowing that I am too fat to die. I do not want to be remembered as the fat girl in my death bed. I want people to remember that I wasn't fat.

I feel so alone in this world. No one actually cares about me. I have my friends from childhood in elementary schools. I have my friends from middle school. I have the friends I made in clubs in high school. But I know that once we all go our ways to college next year that we won't talk again. I know that no one cares about me enough that they'll care once I'm gone.

Maybe it is better off thinking of death. But I have a friend who told me that he'd miss me if I died, even though he doesn't actually know me in real life. Talking to this friend helped me for a bit. But I still feel this emptiness that I know won't go away. This feeling of being alone forever.

I am not unique. I'm a statistic in some book, in a research paper, I am just a number. That is what I am. I am not a person. I am a girl who just wants to find a place in the world but knows she can't. That's what I am. I am not going to be rich in my life time, I already give out most of my money to help the homeless in my area, I am not going to be famous for an invention I made or a scientific paper I wrote, I am not going to be different, I am just going to be like every other person in this world.

So what is keeping me here? Any how, enough thinking for one morning. I have only 2 hours to sleep before I have to wake up. I'm an idiot. Have to get things done today.

Black and White Thinspo 2.0

So I forgot I saved a lot of thinspo a few weeks ago. I have over a hundred pictures so I just decided to post 32 of the black and white ones for now. If there's any repeats from past posts excuse me. Some of these pictures are just stunning or just gorgeous. I love the picture that shows all the types of collar bones. The way they stick out... I can't wait for my collar bones to come back out.

I do not own any of these images and if you are the owner of an image and wish it to be taken down, please let me know via e-mail.

 

Greek Yoghurt

My younger sister is a complete bitch. I am so furious right now and disgusted with myself at the same time. She had her friend over for a sleepover. But she complains that since I was talking to my father about an appointment that it was 'too noisy' to stay here and that they were going to go to her friends house instead.

Then while she's completely insulting my entire family for being 'loud' or whatever (since apparently families don't talk when they have friends over), she had to make an obnoxious comment about the Greek yoghurt I was eating. Let me tell you that this was the first time I've tried to eat solid food in a few days (since I had my wisdom teeth pulled out) and I thought peaches and Greek yoghurt would be fine together.

They were about to walk out of the house when my younger sister had to say, "Ew, do you smell that? It smells like Greek yoghurt. I feel like I'm going to throw up everywhere," and laughed with her friend. That was a complete slap in the face. I wasn't even a quarter way done with the small amount of yoghurt that I had out.

My sister knows that I'm bulimic. She fucking knows that I'm sensitive to food. And while she said those words, she walked by me to pick up one more thing from her room, and she snickered while walking by me.

I am so furious right now. I don't even know. I'm so insulted and I feel humiliated that she did all of this in front of her friend. I am so angry. I don't think I'll be able to eat for the next several days now. Better for me, I'll lose weight.