Dear God,
Grant me patience with my INSANE FAMILY that SUCKS AT FOOD and CONSTANTLY TRIGGERS MY ANOREXIA.
23 years old. Queer. New York. BA in Gender Studies. Germanophile, writer, reader (see my books here), feminist, runner, writer, lover, nerd. More about me :) In recovery from an eating disorder; living with PTSD. Trigger warnings always apply, please take gentle care. What's up, babycakes?
Grant me patience with my INSANE FAMILY that SUCKS AT FOOD and CONSTANTLY TRIGGERS MY ANOREXIA.
"I hope you enjoy your fattening meal at the Cheesecake Factory. I guess you’ll be taking leftovers home cause their portions are so big. Supersize me."
my MOTHER to ME
today: up early! buy bagels with David. consume said bagels. shower, dress. church! lunch (?). drive up to visit Friend L!!!!!! meet bunnies, see the town, talktalktalk. head back home for dinner with friends (maybe go out somewhere?). watch Love Actually (? can we please?!). bed early as possible!
(Source: hungrybites, via nemophilistine)
a scrambled egg
two pieces of wheat toast with butter
three sausage links
glass of OJ (well, two)
two shortbread cookies
SUCK ON THAT ANA
Cozy Cabin (by peterkelly)
today: sleep in finally! eat toast. shower. dress. laundry. clean room. relax? lunch. laundry/cleaning…and relax? late afternoon: get Friend T & T’s brother at train station. yaaaay. drive to Mom’s friend’s house for Christmas Eve dinner. yaaaaay. 11 pm: candlelight church service. <3 home. sleep…!!!!!