category is: snack platters

making brunch with my bestie 🥞🍒

haven’t left the house without eating breakfast first in so long and I’m gonna have to do it tomorrow morning and I’m actually terrified, this is so weird because I literally used to sob at the thought of having to eat breakfast before leaving home at around this time last year.

finally felt like going on a small run :)

friend invited me over to her place tomorrow morning to make brunch!!!!.

celebrating two years of friendship with my fella with a nice dinner 🤍

life outside twitter 🤍

trying to convince myself that it’s okay to just be average and not thin, that it’s okay to have a normal healthy body just like most people, but I’m genuinely tormented by the image I see in the mirror and it’s genuinely so difficult to handle. why do I not like my healthy self?.

fuckass brain telling me to skip breakfast tomorrow because I’m going to eat out with my parents, I’m so tired of this, does it ever stop? I feel like I should be doing so much better mentally by this point in recovery but it just feels like the voice is growing louder every day.

I feel so discouraged and defeated.

recovery won’t happen overnight but if you quit, it won’t happen at all.

I really, really don’t want to do this but I have no other choice I feel like crying.

parents want to grab lunch together after my work shift tomorrow, I literally want to implode, why does everyone want to eat out all of a sudden :(.

oh!!!!!

tw: disordered rant . am I even recovering at this point?

going out for dinner with my fella on saturday to celebrate our 2 year friendiversary!!!.

my relationship with my body lately:

coming clean and admitting that I didn’t do it because I was up early and everyone else was asleep so using the fruit blender at 8am would make me the most hated person in the household and rightfully so 😭.

slowly coming back to who I used to be ❤️‍🩹

locking in and conquering my recent fear of fruit by having a smoothie bowl for breakfast tomorrow, putting it out there to keep myself accountable.

“I’m scared of not living life to the fullest” “I’m scared of being left jobless” “I’m scared of not making ends meet” “I’m scared of not taking advantage of my potential” and there I am. being scared of cookies and olive oil like do you see how ridiculous this is?.