If food/eating is tearing your life apart you have an eating disorder.
It’s nice that this attitude is being spread now. 5 years ago I was only exposed to the opposite which kind of fucked me up and fucked me over for 2+ years.
If food/eating is tearing your life apart you have an eating disorder.
It’s nice that this attitude is being spread now. 5 years ago I was only exposed to the opposite which kind of fucked me up and fucked me over for 2+ years.
It felt necessary to write this down at some point.
I used to call myself an atheist. I called myself agnostic. I got interested in witchy stuff and buddhism. I stopped naming my connections to religion.
Last year, I wanted to leave the church. Then I discussed it with my flatmate who is studying medicine and realized that it is okay not to be an atheist.
I studied the basics of chemistry, physics, geology, biology, microbiology, the beginnings of the universe and the very basics of life itself, and now I cannot say I am a non-believer.
I was at a funeral today and for the very first time, some kind of religion was something that I agreed with, even if it was just a very small part.
So this means that I have learned that not believing does not make you more intelligent or superior and that science does not kill all potential for belief.
I am still critical of organised religion and the church, but now I understand how it helps and how people connect to it and how smart people can be religious.

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It’s so annoying when you want to be in a relationship, but you never fall for anybody.
Help, listening to Star Wars soundtracks is making me feel Feelings again, it feels like I am 14 again and my heart is being torn apart because I cannot just go and live in fictional worlds.
I actually had the best New Year’s Eve in ages! Wasn’t sad at all!! Wrote the usual summary of the year, which was full of events and lacked the usual melancholy. Then lit some sparklers in the rain with my brother while our parents were asleep, then I walked and ran around the village and into the fields while it was still raining. Went to bed late and very calm and happy.
3: Favourite group I listened to this year: Cage The Elephant & Arcade Fire
10: What made me cry: Hopelessness/ loneliness/ feeling inadequate/ depression & making the decision to leave and move
14: Favourite book this year: Measuring The World (Daniel Kehlmann)
Same jacket, same place, vastly different mindsets.
Left: post christmas walk, 2015: empty, desperate,hateful and mercilessly critical, unable to think straight, heavily depressed, dealing with an eating disorder that started in 2013
Right: post christmas walk, 2017: calm, completely (weight) restored, (re)gained so much strength (!), still thinking about the ed, but honestly recovered with a new genuine desire for life and new experiences.
On another note, it very strangely seems like I have friends now? Like, a whole group of people who hang out together, do stuff and who actively seek my company and tell me they value my presence??? How wild is that?
And sometimes it feels like everything that has been happening since I left city L. is not real and I’ve only stepped back, giving up on feeling good and becoming a good (possibly the best) version of myself.