So sorry I’ve been gone for so long.  I had a busy summer and now am swamped with school work.  I gained some weight, and I’m working on getting rid of it.  My friend with an ED sits with me at lunch, which makes it easier to skip food.  Being the only one at a table not eating can be difficult.  But with a friend who isn’t eating for the same reason I’m not makes it easier.  I believe we’re going to start another tumblr, but it be shared. :)

Isn’t it nice to know you’ll never liver up to their standards?  That you’ll never be as good as the others?  I go out of my way for my close friends and family, and in return, I’m treated like shit.  I’m tired of being pushed around.  Maybe if I start treating everyone like shit again, my life will be easier.  Well, here’s to a big fuck you.

I feel like all I’ve done with my life is set myself up to fail.

Tiny.  Five foot, maybe five one. :P

My best will never be good enough.  And I’m sick of the constant reminders.

Giving my best friend a link to my ED blog may just be the scariest thing I’ve done.  I finally trust myself to share this with a friend, but I don’t want him to think I’m a freak.

I’ve never taken my measurements before, but decided to finally do so. 

Hips : 30 in

Waist  : 24

Thigh : 18 in

Calf : 12 in

Wrist : 6 in

I definitely want those numbers to shrink, especially any leg measurements.  Stupid Thighs.