I’m sure most of you are wondering where I get my “healthy low weight"s from when I answer my asks. No, I don’t make them up or pull them out of thin air. I use this weight chart that I found on Google. I compared its content to that of several other height-weight charts, and they all gave pretty much the same numbers, give or take a half-a-pound or two. I like this chart in specific because it clearly shows the different columns, plus it has both pounds and kilograms, so that I don’t have to go searching for the conversions.
I hope you guys find this helpful, and remember that this is just something that I’ve found online and not my own creation. You can feel free to save the image or reblog this post. ❤️ Stay safe~
Your hair gets thin and limp. Noticeably. You don’t have enough nutrients to help it stay healthy.
You get so. Fucking. Cold. All the time. People don’t want to touch you, because you’re so cold. You’ll be shivering under a blanket, in a hot tub, by a fire, wherever you are.
You’ve heard that seeing food will be upsetting? You have no idea. Even if it’s nowhere near you, or on a screen, or in the hands of a stranger, you’ll resent it because you want it. Some nights you’ll start crying because you miss it so much.
Everything will become numbers. You aren’t just walking your dog anymore, you’re counting the minutes and calories you’re burning. You aren’t enjoying a warm day, you’re trying to figure out if the higher temperatures are making your heart rate go up so you burn faster.
Your social life will die. You’ll be skittish and avoid people when they have food in case they offer some. You’ll say no to parties and dates and meet-ups because you think there might be food. You’ll grow paranoid, terrified of people finding out. You’ll start to despise people who love you solely because they want to help.
You’ll hurt. That pang in your chest? It’s probably because you’re not eating. Your stomach? Say goodbye to its silence. Your butt? It’ll hurt whenever you sit down. You’ll get headaches, heart pains, even breathing will eventually become exhausting.
And eventually, you’ll die. Maybe you ate more than usual and couldn’t handle the thought of gaining, and exercised so much that your heart overexerted itself. Maybe you actually did gain, and that enough was enough to make you swallow a handful of pills. Maybe your blood pressure lowered to fatal levels, or maybe you passed out and hit your head on a table.
It all ends the same.
Don’t let the “pro ana’s” fool you, this isn’t a glamorous lifestyle. This is a deadly and painful illness.
I feel like a lot of people need to remember that before they skip their meals.
Don’t do this to yourselves, you gorgeous humans. You deserve to live. You deserve friends. You deserve love.
You deserve to eat.
This is why, even though we struggle, most of us make sure to advise people against it and try to turn them away. It’s not fun, and it certainly is not glamorous. It’s an ugly, nasty mental illness that takes control of and steals your very life right out from under you.
Secrets like depression, eating disorders, self harm, or anything, are hard to keep. It’s hard because you want someone to know. You want them to ask why you’re sad, why you won’t eat, what happend to your wrists, or legs. And as good as it feels to let it out, you regret it immediately.
I chose eBay because I’m Australian and I didn’t want to give recommendations for stores that are only here. These are the ones that genuinely help me every day.
I encourage everybody to use The Mighty – basically Facebook for the chronically ill. You can tailor your feed to your diseases. I didn’t know who needed help with what so here are some pages on The Might about products chronic pain:
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