Could anyone send me (reply or reblog) a list of thinspo/proana/proed tags for me to block?
I don't have an eating disorder but these posts make me really uncomfortable and I don't know how to find the tags that are used for this without looking for these posts (which I'm avoiding to do).
Thanks to anyone who can help.
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Recently saw a post that was fat positive, only for it to devolve into making fat people that are on their "50th fucking futile" try at losing weight (a direct quote) not to make comments that they are trying to lose weight.
Yes, I know the point of the post is to say "Bodies that are fat deserve to be respected like thin bodies". I 100% agree with that. I am fat. I am considered morbidly obese. I want to be respected just Luke my thin friends. However, I also want to be respected for my choice in bettering my health and body by losing weight in a healthy way. I don't want to weigh 426 (now 413 but that is besides the point) for the rest of my life. It is not sustainable. It is killing my body, ruining my joints, and preventing me from living the life I want to live.
Respect all bodies. Thin ones, fat ones, in between one's, one's that are trying to gain weight, and ones that are trying to lose weight. Don't boil down people's attempts to lose as "futile". Maybe that person is having a hard time with losing, but that doesn't give you the right to degrade them like that.
My point is, if you are going to be body positive, don't put another person down just because they aren't following along with exactly what you want. Body positivity is important for everyone, big or little, we all have our struggles. Learn to be more compassionate with your words because I have been there. I have been on my "50th futile attempt" to lose weight. I'm finally losing now.
And you know what? I LOVE YOU FAT BODIES. I LOVE YOU THIN BODIES. I LOVE YOU BODIES TRYING TO LOSE. I LOVE YOU BODIES TRYING TO GAIN. I LOVE YOU BODIES THAT ARE HAPPY AS YOU ARE. I LOVE YOU BODIES.
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Also. (not trauma dumping) The BMI scale is so fucked. According to it my “healthy” weight should be between 110-155 lbs. I am a little under 5’7”. 170 for me is pushing it… anything below is incredibly underweight. My actual lowest healthy weight is a little more than halfway to obese on according to BMI. No wonder girls are comparing themselves to their BMI and developing eating disorders because they think they’re way overweight.
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One day you'll suddenly realize how weak you've gotten. Your bones become brittle and you start to fear that they could break.
Your joints will ache and feel inflamed.
Your skin will tingle and feel like needles are stabbing you from every direction.
You will feel like you're frozen and on fire at the same time.
Your immune system won't be able to function how it normally would. You might catch a disease that leads to a chronic illness that debilitates you.
Even at the point when your body starts to cannibalize itself, your muscles atrophy and your vision becomes blurred, you'll still think you could lose more.
Iron deficiency anemia only takes a few months to suck out all your energy and joy, and it can take a lot longer to recover. Your brain won't be able to receive adequate nutrition. It will be harder for it to learn and make new neural connections.
Your mind will become foggy. You will lose interest in even the things that once made you dance in excitement.
The longer you keep it up, the worse your body will fare. It's far too easy to think our bodies are resilient, that we could bounce back from anything. We think that since nothing bad has happened yet, that our symptoms are still mild, that it can never lead to something worse. It may not lead to death, but something worse in ways you can't yet imagine. In the end, you'll still be your worst enemy, and nobody will be able to bear the thought of you.
What happened to the "i'm here for you"s? You realize that it's not that they don't care, they're just afraid to say or do something to make you worse, and that trying to help someone that can't be helped is pointless.
You'll be ghosted, erased, ignored, and forgotten. You'll be alone, irritable, and hopeless, and after you scream and cry and bash your head into the wall, you'll realize that the only one to blame is yourself. In the end, you'll be too weak and ashamed and miserable to feel any joy. The colors around you will fade. Even when you think it couldn't get worse, it does.
Without even the energy to lift yourself up, you'll stay sunken in your bed all day and night.
….Or you could decide that today is the day you put your own wellbeing above anyone and anything.
Rather than fighting yourself, you treat yourself like your closest friend. You feel empathy for all you've gone though.
You allow yourself to rest and be comfortable. You spend time on things you love to do.
Your list of hobbies and interests grow. Life starts to feel easier.
You talk to people you feed proud to call your friends. You play games together. You find that the kindness others show you helps you show kindness to yourself.
You'll feel feelings so incredible you'll think you must have died and gone to heaven.
Things that once felt cheap to you feel like luxuries.
Life goes on, things change, but the sun will always rise again.
When times are bad, you breathe, and you remember that this too shall pass.
You stop caring so much about playing the part of a person, and you start to care more about being a person who does things in their own way, and doing all the things they love.
As soon as you stop fighting, you feel yourself floating to the surface. The gentle warmth of the sun fills your core with gratitude for yourself and all the patient beauty around you.
You feel again what's it's like to be alive.
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Tumblr needs a better and more specific way to report ed content cuz holy fuck. I do not want to see that, and no one else should have to either. if you are pro-and/pro-ed/fatphobic, get the fuck away from me and my blog.
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