“Hug people, not toilet bowls.”
A girl I knew, who suffered from bulimia, used to say this in the hospital, everyday, to herself in the mirror. She said it made her smile, and reminded her that people hug back, toilet bowls don’t.
It’s not meant to be a joke, or to offend anyone, and mind you, I didn’t come up with it, I’m just the photographer. But I think it portrays bulimia very well. The toilet becomes one of your best friends when you have bulimia. And the people who were your friends slowly begin to fade away in your life until that toilet bowl becomes one of the most important things in your life.
I need to remember this story
her words…the closest thing to the truth…
im gonna watch it :3
If something happens to tumblr ever:
I am completely fine with giving you guys ways to contact me.
So don’t be shy, I’m more than happy to give you guys my info.
Yes that’s my little heart breaking secret… I really want to break open my scars, I’m only staying clean because I want my mom to think I’m happy…
66250) Starving isn’t glamorous: you’re cold, you’re weak and you can only think of food. Purging isn’t glamorous: vomit comes out of your nose, toilet water splashes on your face and you smell of vomit. Laxative abuse isn’t glamorous: it’s unpredictable, uncomfortable and often cripplingly painful. Over exercising isn’t glamorous: your muscles ache, your chest hurts and you are tired. Binging isn’t glamorous: you are bloated, you hate yourself and you hate your body. Eating disorders aren’t glamorous.
oh my i know who would just love this gif :3