How I went from hating my body to loving it.

TRIGGER WARNING! Underweight photos are shown here to show how much I’ve achieved. Please think carefully about whether or not this will trigger your mind or not before scrolling. Stay safe my loves.  I’m not going to go into detail, but my body was the source of so much unhappiness in my life for as…

I am not anorexia.

For so many years I have seen myself as nothing more than a mess that needs to be cleaned up. I have viewed myself as OCD and anorexia, viewed myself as a case that needs to be solved. My anorexia has had me. My OCD has controlled my life. My entire being was my disintegrating…

My anorexia.

Trigger warning. This blog post contains photos of low weights and could be extremely triggering for vulnerable minds. Before you continue, be aware of your mindset, and question if this type of content will be helpful. This has taken me a lot to post, as I still feel like I was never ill enough. Hopefully…

I spoke to a girl who used to run a Pro Ana page

My last post had an unexpected response. A girl messaged me pretty soon after I published it, and she talked about how Pro Ana was her entire life, and was the reason behind her developing anorexia. Whilst reading her message, I was intrigued by the confession, as she spoke about her experience with running a…

Pro Ana. My take.

I actually spoke to my sister Annie the other day and she asked what Pro Ana was. I didn’t see the point in bullshitting some PG answer so I told her my take of it all. I said ‘basically people who encourage anorexia, and extreme dieting. They think anorexia is a lifestyle.’ Kind of wish…

What not to say.

All the following statements were said directly to sufferers who follow my Instagram. ‘I mean you aren’t as bad as the PROPER anorexics, you know the people who are really scary thin”. ‘It’s just a phase’ ‘You’re not that skinny’. ‘You know there are children actually dying from hunger in Africa? You’ve not got a…

Nothing tastes as good.

There is something to be said about the way skinny feels. I’m still drawn to the sickening thrill of wearing clothes that sport the label ‘9-10 years’. The way jumpers would hang off my shoulder blades and I could see outfits growing as my shrinking body wasted away in their corpses. The fact I could…

How to help somebody who is struggling.

I got a message the other day, from somebody asking how they could help or support somebod who was struggling when nobody else really knew. The whole thing stumped me a little bit. I usually take any oppportunity to offer advice, as I have a whole load of little bits and pieces of experience and…

How to notice.

Mental health problems aren’t existing as metaphorical movie references. That’s not real life. They’re not whispered secrets to friends, cold meals left at lunch. You’re never going to find the answers protruding from the cracks of  their wrists. So how can we notice,  if there is nobody screaming the truth from a window or stringing…

Everybody knows somebody

With NEDAW fast approaching, I thought it would make sense to post something in line with the whole idea of spreading awareness, and everything else the next week will undoubtedly involve. I am a huge believer in spreading awareness about issues that are seen as ‘taboo’, but it can cause a lot of anxiety in…