The date and time it is minus December 29th, 1991 at approximately seven o'clock in the morning equals my age.
I have a wonderful boyfriend named Jeff who is my everything.
I have an obsession with Marilyn Manson, Motionless in White, astronomy, science in general, and Stephen Hawking.
I am a physics major, astronomy minor, and I play the piano.
I love heavy metal.
I'll beat you in chess.
My personality type is INTJ.
I'm a raw vegan and I don't have a religion.
I am very misanthropic.
I'm straight edge. (Which means I don't do drugs or consume alcohol.)
I would waste time telling you about who I am, yet I'd rather you find out by yourself.
If you’re a supporter of something and for something, wouldn’t you want to post pictures and type about how awesome it is and how happy it makes you? I mean if you truly were an advocate for the “anorexic lifestyle” like you claim to be, you’d post pictures of how happy anorexics are, how being anorexic is the best thing in the world, you’d type about how happy you are to be a part of this lifestyle, etc.
It seems like most of you aren’t “pro anorexia” or “pro ana”, but whinny sophomoric teenage or preteen girls who just desperately want attention by faking having an eating disorder. I’m sorry, but “I had a salad for dinner! I’m so anorexic!” or “I skipped dinner once! I’m so pro ana!” isn’t being anorexic. It’s being a fucking idiot. I personally recommend that you get professional mental help for wanting to seek attention in such a negative and immature way.
I truly have anorexia, and although I honestly don’t hate it and I enjoy the results it gave/gives me, I am not an advocate of my eating disorder. I’d rather focus my attention or energy on being an advocate for science, critical thinking, and being “pro intelligence”. I don’t feel like pushing something that may be the reason someone dies upon them or saying that it’s okay. I may be fine and accepting that I have anorexia and that I enjoy the results, but to inflict or impose my dangerous lifestyle upon others and possibly cause someone to die from it is not responsible and something I’d feel morally right doing.
I think people need to learn how to think.
STOP FUCKING GLORIFYING MY MENTAL ILLNESS LIKE IT’S SOME PRECIOUS TROPHY THAT I SHOULD BE FUCKING PROUD OF!!
Seriously, you all are bitches, and I hope you get help for that eating disorder that you pretend to have for attention. “I ate a salad for dinner! I’m so anorexic!” Yeah, shut the fuck up. I went days without eating and almost died, and at one point of my 21 year old life, I only had less than 6 months to live. You think you know what anorexia is? You don’t. So shut the fuck up.
God, no wonder why I’m so misanthropic. People are so fucking stupid, especially preteen girls who make my mental illness look like it’s a joke, which then leads to society thinking it’s just a vanity issue instead of a real mental illness.
I’m sorry, but this quote gets me angry. You can’t try to be anorexic. You either are or your not. It’s people like you that make light of this illness and make it seem like it’s something people should want to have or aspire to be because being anorexic is like a fucking trophy or something, that drives this pro anorexia mindset and make it seem like it’s glamorous. I’m sorry, but I’m someone who ACTUALLY suffers with this illness. I don’t even fucking want it! Do you know how it feels to weigh yourself constantly, be thirsty, hungry, and exhausted all of the fucking time, truly hating everything about the female body, feeling like a slave nonstop, feeling depressed and suicidal, wanting to kill yourself at times when the disorder takes full control and leaves you feeling dead inside, etc.? Do you know how it feels to be 21 years old and to fear going out so much because one drink will add weight to the scale and your disorder won’t tolerate that? Do you know how it feels to be a slave to a mental illness that dictates everything in your life? No. You don’t. So don’t give me this fucking “I tried being anorexic” like it’s laughable. Shut the fuck up. You don’t know how it feels, you ignorant cunt. I hate having my mental illness being taken so lightly and I hate more that girls all over the internet and in real life fucking envy me for being anorexic or are jealous of me for having it. Are you jealous of me? Someone who is a slave? Someone who cannot have a normal life because she’s sick? Yeah. You need mental help if you envy someone like me. Yes, I am astonishingly beautiful, intelligent, and have a good sense of humor, but being envious of me because I’m anorexic? Shut the fuck up.
Sorry. Just needed to vent.
Pro ana = Whinny girls (and some boys) between the sophomoric ages of approximately 13 to 17 who bitch about how every thin girl (even if she is healthy or naturally thin) is anorexic and is desperate for attention. Many “pro ana”s will say ridiculous things such as “OMG I only ate a salad for dinner! I’m so anorexic!” or “Yeah, I skipped lunch one day. I totally have an eating disorder!”. These girls need mental help for wanting to get attention in such a negative way and glamorizing a very deadly mental condition that can kill and severely damage a person who actually has it. “Pro ana”s typically don’t understand even the cause of anorexia, which is unknown, and blame it on the media, which in most cases, isn’t the cause.
Being anorexic= A person who truly suffers with anorexia can be of any age, race, and sex (although, most cases effect females), and feels traumatic mental pain everyday. An anorexic person will use food as a coping mechanism to feel like he or she has control in his or her life. The cause of anorexia is unknown, but it has been said to be genetic. A healthy woman can diet, stop, and resume with her life. An anorexic will diet, not be able to stop, and can eventually end her life. Most anorexics will go through great lengths in order to have their illness be unknown, and many wish they didn’t have it. Unfortunately, these people who do actually have the illness and need help aren’t taken that seriously due to stupid teenage girls who glamorize the illness, making having this illness look severely less serious.
Just because someone is thinner than you are, doesn’t mean that they aren’t allowed to take pictures of themselves and upload them onto the internet just like everyone else. You’re responsible for what you let trigger you, and don’t say that you aren’t. If you’re too weak and let this girl trigger you because she’s boney, then that says something about your character and will power. Not hers. Get a live and stop being like all of these other whiney bitches who complain that underweight women such as Felice Fawn and myself shouldn’t be allowed to publicly post pictures of our bodies if we want to.
Please stop fucking asking me to be your “ana friend”.. I’m not going to support a disease that almost killed me and took my dream and aspiration of becoming an astrophysicist with a PhD away from me. If you want to kill yourself and your dreams, go for it. We’re animals, and this is natural selection, but don’t fucking bother me and try to get me involved with your demise. I want to live a superior life, and I’m not stupid or weak enough to let the anorexic voice in my head beat me. A voice in which I never even wanted there.
Stop… just stop… You’re literally offending and metaphorically slapping those of us who actually really suffer with this illness in the face. If you saw the reality of the illness, you would be horribly shocked. Moreover, I am kind of getting sick of girls saying how “anorexic” they are just because they skipped breakfast once, ate a salad for dinner, etc. No, you’re not anorexic. You’re ridiculously ignorant, and I recommend going to therapy because there has to be something disturbingly wrong with you for trying to get attention this way. Furthermore, I am getting tired of seeing people call thin, yet healthy, women anorexic, like it’s a complement. Anorexia, an illness that costs me hundreds of dollars worth of therapy and doctor bills, 10 years of my 20 year old life, my happiness, almost ended my life unknowingly, etc., is not something to be fucking proud of, isn’t a compliment, or something to aspire to have. Right when you start to wish you had this illness is the moment when you should go seek help right away. When I was 10 years old, I wanted to be very skinny and highly intelligent. I was silent about my desire to be skinny, yet many of my schoolmates noticed something was wrong about me, yet I kept it to myself until I almost killed myself and had to withdraw from college at the age of 19. I didn’t get help until I was 19. Nine years after the problem STARTED. I almost DIED. I was told I had 6 MONTHS TO LIVE. Do you really want that?
I am not an “anorexic”, nor am I some “insecure anorexic bitch”. I have anorexia, yes, and it’s a chronic mental illness that I will have for my entire life, but my life doesn’t revolve around this illness just as my life doesn’t revolve around the fact that I have a chronic pain syndrome called Fibromyalgia. I have found ways in order to make the symptoms of both conditions not so prevalent, and I have found beneficial ways to live around both illnesses. However, my aspirations, goals, successes, opinions, my character, and my intelligence define who I am as a person. Unlike the common stereotype of a “typical” anorexic, I am not a sensitive person who is desperate to please people. I tend to be very cold-hearted (although, I have a soft spot for my family, Linus, about 3 friends of mine, and animals), very rebellious, on the edge of being arrogant, and I don’t spend the majority of my time looking at thinspo or reading through comments of jealous girls desperate to lose weight to look more like an air-head celebrity since, quite frankly, it bores me to tears. The reason why I am anorexic is my business only, and I will only discuss it with those who I feel close to, which aren’t many. If you’re following me because you want me to inspire you to lose weight due to the fact that I am skinny and ACTUALLY have anorexia, I guess I’m going to disappoint you. I am more pro-intelligence than pro-anorexia. I’d rather people think for themselves and do what they want with their bodies and try to look like the people that they are, rather than some celebrity or online persona.
I’m for whatever the fuck someone wants to do with their own bodies. I don’t recommend being anorexic, or promoting this mental illness, because I got it involuntarily at a young age and it has made my life a lot harder, as well as almost killing me in a few instances, however, I believe a person has a right to do whatever they want with their body as long as they’re not physically harming another living being. If you really wish to be anorexic (which I don’t know if that’s possible or not, since I really don’t think or know if one can wish a mental illness upon themselves) go for it. All I can do is tell you my experiences with anorexia, and how it makes me think, feel, and function, but it’s up to you to decide if you want that for yourself or not. I just want to point out that this disease is just that. A disease. The media, society, and other unintelligible sources made this disease a fashion statement. If you want this disease because of the media, and society, I might check with a psychologist to check your mental security and stability, as well as your intelligence level, before proceeding to starve yourself. Also, I’d say goodbye to everything else you enjoyed in life before you carry on with your eating disorder. If you’re close to your parents, or friends, you’re going to be too hungry and irritable to carry on these close relationships. If you enjoy athletics, hiking, etc., you’re going to be too mentally and physically exhausted to participate in those activities. If you have a dog or cat, say bye to them, because you’re going to be too tired to play with them as well. If you enjoy reading, writing, etc., you won’t be as good at them anymore since you’re not going to be able to get your mind off of food and how much you crave it, yet can’t have it, or else “ana” will torture you for days. The only plus side I see of this illness is, yes, it does work and you do lose a hell of a lot of weight, and, I’m sorry to admit this, but it did make me look a hell of a lot better, and now I fit into a size 0 or 1, but the negative aspects outweigh (haha “outweigh”) the positives. If you want to be anorexic, fine. I’m not going to stop you, but please consider the negatives before you go after the one positive.
I don’t let myself go to bed weighing more than 108.2 pounds, to make sure I’ll weigh in the 107 pound range the next morning. I weighed 108.4 pounds, did 300 sit ups, and didn’t lose anything. Fuck it. Tomorrow, I’m starving myself. I hate eating. It just winds up with me feeling like a failure, a small binge, and leaves me feeling terribly guilty and angry. I’m so fucking angry at myself for putting that food into my mouth. I’m 5’7”, so someone please leave me messages about how fat I am, to motivate me to lose more weight.
I have this disease, and I’ve had it since I was about 9 or 10. I’m now 20 years old. 10 to 11 years later, and I’m still in this prison involuntarily. If you wish to be in this mental hell like I am, I recommend you say goodbye to everyone and everything that you love, because you’re not going to be enjoying them for very long. I haven’t been legitimately happy for my entire life, and although I’m not an emotional person, I have to admit that it would be nice to experience the feeling of happiness. If you really wish to acquire this disease, I urge you to spend an entire week with an anorexic person, seeing all of our rituals, obsessive habits, crying spells, dizzy spells, seeing us struggle to do something as simple as taking a shower because our legs are shaking from lack of muscle, not being able to sleep at night due to the fear of not waking up the next morning, lying to our families and telling them that everything is getting better, while everything is getting worse, giving up hanging out with everyone, isolating ourselves in our rooms for days, our weigh ins, our painful punishments, etc. Anorexia isn’t a joke. This is not funny. This is not fun. This isn’t beautiful. This is hell. This is my prison. I am not cognitively free. If you think anorexia is “cool” or whatever, fuck you.