The day I took this picture I cried because I thought my legs were too fat for me to leave the house and I didn’t eat for two days, I was 20 pounds higher than my lowest weight. Anorexia is a horrible illness, when I look back at this picture it reminds me of the pain of the last three years and makes me even more sure about recovery.

danielleyagodich:

The above images were photos I haven’t been able to face until now, but I feel like they need to be seen. Everyday I log on and scroll through my dashboard I see eating disorders romanticized. I’m so tired of seeing the same pictures being posted. Here’s the reality of those images. Those crouched females with every vertebrae showing through the skin of her back, clavicles deep enough to hold water, the patterned row of sternum bones on black and white chests. THIS is the truth of that. This is the reality. This was me five months ago when I nearly died. Outside of tumblr, in the real world, this is what you’re romanticizing, this is what you’re supporting, when you post those images. There is nothing, I repeat nothing, beautiful about it. Nothing beautiful about being a waif, a tragedy. I wish you could all see that, but I suppose in the end you can’t unless it’s been you. But just realize that those girls in those photos, the ones you so desperately want to be, they’re dying, they’re in more pain than you can possibly imagine, physically, mentally, emotionally. There is nothing beautiful in that pain and certainly nothing worth idolizing. 

….I cannot emphasize that enough.
Realize what you’re really seeing and instead of wishing it was you, be thankful it’s not. 

This girl is truly amazing and has inspired me so much in her strength and her bravery to share her story to try and help others.