Most thinspo/Ana blogs on tumblr are not pro Ana. No one is interested in encouraging others to develop a seriously fucked up and dangerous eating disorder. Blogs that post thinspo pics are usually run by teenagers/young adults who are going through hell and would be starving themselves anyway. By reporting and shutting down those blogs, you take away people’s safe spaces, their outlets, and their community. You are helping no one. No one gets an eating disorder because they saw someone on tumblr post a picture of someone thin. You’re not being noble, you’re not saving anyone, you’re being rude and taking something away from someone who already has nothing. If someone gets their thinspo blog deleted, they’re not going to be like “oh well, gonna eat normally now and be totally healthy, cool”. They make a new one and hate you. My blog is for no one else. It is for me. If I couldn’t have it, I would be sad because I wouldn’t have a community and a way to find people going through the same thing, but I would still have an eating disorder and I would just make a new blog. The last thing anyone wants is to help someone else develop a mental illness. Tumblr doesn’t have an option to make your blog private. Stop shutting people down for having an outlet. Most of us have 3 followers anyway.
so true. and yes, you can make a blog private but you have to make it a second blog anyway and that is really unnecessary. this is the truest thing i’ve ever seen.
They were there all the time; a sign of a past you would rather not remember and pain you would happily never remember. During that period of your life, you didn’t think there was any other way to get through the hell you were living in, but now they were a visible sign that you had suffered and that bothered you. That’s why you hid them or you did until you got a little too careless.
“I am Groot,” Groot said quietly as he pointed to the red lines on your wrist. His large wooden fingers clasped your hand gently as he continued to look upon the scars.
“They… well…” the words didn’t seem to want to come out. Groot had always been kind to you and you had a soft spot in your heart for him, so it made telling him even harder.
You took a deep breath. “There was a time in my life I had to fight a great battle against myself. I won that battle, but I was left with some battle scars.”
Tears glistened on the edge of your eyes as you looked away from the gentle giant. How could you look at him when he had seen the darkest part of your soul?
Suddenly, you felt something grazing across the skin on your wrist and you looked up slowly. Groot was growing small flowers out of the palm of his hand, twisting the vines to make a bracelet which he placed around your scars.
The tears were spilling onto your cheek as you looked up into his eyes. Such caring, sad eyes he had in that moment.
“We are Groot,” he said slowly and with such feeling before giving you a smile and you knew you had nothing to be ashamed of; you weren’t alone.
Over the past few months I’ve created a character known only as the Sassomancer – a modern-day chaotic neutral necromancer who’s always backlit with sleeves of inconsistent lengths.
This is the best.omg
fucking goals
Quality
Recovery
I have started recovery today. Its going to hard and long but I’m done feeling like this. Time to actually start caring for myself
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