IG Handle: @elaina_lynne
At 64 pounds it came to the point where my dog weighed more than me . .
There is no full way to describe the coldness when everyone else is hot;
the exhaustion and sadness when everyone else is laughing;
the admiration of watching your friends and family "just eat"
or the pain I felt running "just one more mile".
Those are the memories I remind myself of daily
when I tell myself I'm to fat,
when I glorify a terrible disease
or when I get the urge to stay in the gym
for hours upon h o u r s . .
"just to burn a couple more calories"
But Anorexia is more than "just eating".
It's an awful sickness that most will never mentally recover from.
I have come a long way, but it's still an uphill battle every day.
Support of friends and family can be helpful, but at the end of the day you only have yourself.
You can motivate yourself to be happy or you can motivate yourself to be sick.
The choice between happiness, a normal life, love and friendship or sickness, hunger pains that you can never put into words and a slow suicide is yours.
"Emancipate yourself from mental slavery, no one but ourselves can free our minds"
Don't be a slave to yourself.
Choose your happiness.
Choose your motivation.