So, that last post inspired me to post my own transformation Tuesday for my recovery. I’m a little past my year anniversary of entering treatment for anorexia and I honestly can’t fucking believe it. The first photo was taken while in my room in my treatment home in Santa Monica, California. The second was this past Friday before work.
Here’s to a week for the unconventional before and after photos, National Eating Disorder Awareness Week. For most of my life, I’ve been heavier, and consequently shamed and belittled for my weight. When I started college, however, I weighed 103 pounds, was eating 400-600 calories a day, doing about 90 minutes of cardio daily, and most importantly, I was anorexic. I was 15 pounds underweight, but no one thought to say anything because they were too busy applauding me for my unnatural weight loss. This is me calling them out. This is my telling them they were wrong. This is me thanking my real life and tumblr friends for everything they done to get me to the wonderful place I am today. So fuck you traditional pictures of “healthy”, I may be fat, but I beat my eating disorder.
This post reminded me of when I was in treatment and when I really had to go potty after lunch before we were supposed to and I’d have to hum while peeing so my therapists knew I wasn’t puking.
Here comes the snow.
I wonder if people notice that I wear the same pair of jeans literally all the time.