Homulily
Witch of the Mortal World
- Jun 1, 2023
- 73
i posted this in the eating disorder megathread but nobody responded and I was kinda hoping for at least like, one response or someone who maybe understands i dunno. so im posting it as its own post instead of being a reply, I hope thats okay, if its against the rules (i checked the rules and I don't think it is? but I could be wrong, im sorry if im wrong, feel free to tell me it is and i'll delete the post)
I've had a eating disorder for around 6-8 years (i forget when exactly I got it, it was a very gradual thing at first, sorry I don't know the specific year)
I got mine through insecurities about being good enough for my partner at the time.
From there it slowly started to grow into what it is now. I have anorexia.
I am not in recovery for it, im not going to be posting pro-ana stuff even though im not in recovery I just wanted to talk about mine and how it fucks with me.
we on the same page?
good.
I have very strong co-dependent tendencies.
anyways.
little bit of context I am a women who is into women
I have never felt good enough for any of my partners. and with every additional relationship that failed my insecurities and my eating disorder became worse. I'm not going into specifics or the causes for it, thinking about it too much makes me feel really anxious.
One of my previous relationships fueled it. (not the example im going to be talking about)
they would tell me to starve myself for affection, they would tell me to throw up after I ate anything. whenever I messed up they told me things that I still read over sometimes if I want to motivate myself to lose more weight.
because to me its all true they didn't say anything that was wrong.
now.
Im going to be using my most recent relationship and the most important to me as an example for how my ed affected it.
I was convinced she was going to be the one. I had bought a ring, we were together for around 3 years.
at first she really helped to fight my ed. the first time we kissed was because I was really anxious about going to eat together, so she kissed me to try to make me feel less anxious, I felt so happy, even now thinking about it I feel giddy because like, up to that point, I had believed that eating at all made me completely undeserving of affection, she knew this I told her about my eating disorder, so to see her try to prove the opposite made me feel special and like, really cared about.
overtime she started to lose interest in me, and treated eating very differently around me.
My dumb brain took these as connected and ran with it and I became convinced and I am still convinced that I needed to lose weight for her, I want to lose weight for her now, I want to show her I can be good enough for her affection again. I dont mind that she threw me aside to persue a different girl within a week of breaking up from me. it really hurts but I don't mind being hurt by her she could hurt me and sometimes has and I still dont mind at all.
she never physically hit me or anything her insults were verbal and always ruined my day because well, I love her.
she got mad at me once for not being able to pick out a restaurant to go to because im scared of food, she got really mad at me and told me that her ex who was toxic did the same thing and I felt awful I didn't want to be like her bad ex. I picked out a place and we ate but I felt horrible I felt so fucking anxious. I didn't want to remind her of her bad ex I wanted to be good. I really wanted to be good so I did my best and she didn't seem happy and that made me feel worse and I just
i made myself throw up after eating it feels like that was suppose to be a test that I failed, that I should of answered that I didn't want to eat and then she would of been happy, thats what I tell myself at least. I know i shouldn't be so anxious about this even thinking back to it but thinking back to it makes me feel like there is something standing on my lungs. this year when I vented to her about how im relaxing she just replied with "okay :)" and started talking about how shes focusing on herself more lately which
im happy for her, i really am, she could of just told me she couldn't handle that right now or something.
maybe im being too selfish thats probably the case so I decided to never talk about my eating disorder to anyone I date again I don't want to bother them.
I want to fix myself to look like the girl shes into.
I want her to be nice to me again she use to be so thoughtful, just, little actions that weren't hard to do, like, just holding my hand a little if she saw I was anxious eating like she use to do.
that made me so happy when she would do that.
but she lost intrest. probably because she realized I need to be losing weight, I really need be losing weight.or she coulnd't deal with me anymore.
she told me she never actually had romantic feelings for me when we broke up.
I want to be hers again I want her to actually love me this time I'll show her i can be good enough to be with, I wont even think about proposing to her, she knew I wanted to propose, I never actually did because of how she reacted and how she treated me after she knew, she mocked me a few times for it, I know not to think about doing it again, I want to be forgiven for fucking it all up and to actually be a good partner for her.
I sometimes fantasize about her telling me to starve myself. or i edited messages to make it look like she was telling me to.
I
i love her so much she could treat me awfully and I still would. I know I need to be abused i dont care.
I want her back so much.
I hate myself so much for eating in front of her before. in the moment she would tell me she was proud but I know it was probably a test to see if i was actually good enough to be loved. a test i failed. I know I did.
Im happy I have my eating disorder.
im happy im really scared of being around food, Im happy I know what I need to do to be good enough for affection. I just want her back.
im really happy I have my eating disorder. im going to continue losing weight for her. to try to show her im sorry and to apologize for being a bad partner to her, the fact she was with me for 3 years without holding any romantic feelings for me, I must of been a fucking awful partner. I must of been the worst, I thought I was good because i thought I made her happy but now I know. I want to sh after thinking about all this I need to punish myself for failing her.
I've had a eating disorder for around 6-8 years (i forget when exactly I got it, it was a very gradual thing at first, sorry I don't know the specific year)
I got mine through insecurities about being good enough for my partner at the time.
From there it slowly started to grow into what it is now. I have anorexia.
I am not in recovery for it, im not going to be posting pro-ana stuff even though im not in recovery I just wanted to talk about mine and how it fucks with me.
we on the same page?
good.
I have very strong co-dependent tendencies.
anyways.
little bit of context I am a women who is into women
I have never felt good enough for any of my partners. and with every additional relationship that failed my insecurities and my eating disorder became worse. I'm not going into specifics or the causes for it, thinking about it too much makes me feel really anxious.
One of my previous relationships fueled it. (not the example im going to be talking about)
they would tell me to starve myself for affection, they would tell me to throw up after I ate anything. whenever I messed up they told me things that I still read over sometimes if I want to motivate myself to lose more weight.
because to me its all true they didn't say anything that was wrong.
now.
Im going to be using my most recent relationship and the most important to me as an example for how my ed affected it.
I was convinced she was going to be the one. I had bought a ring, we were together for around 3 years.
at first she really helped to fight my ed. the first time we kissed was because I was really anxious about going to eat together, so she kissed me to try to make me feel less anxious, I felt so happy, even now thinking about it I feel giddy because like, up to that point, I had believed that eating at all made me completely undeserving of affection, she knew this I told her about my eating disorder, so to see her try to prove the opposite made me feel special and like, really cared about.
overtime she started to lose interest in me, and treated eating very differently around me.
My dumb brain took these as connected and ran with it and I became convinced and I am still convinced that I needed to lose weight for her, I want to lose weight for her now, I want to show her I can be good enough for her affection again. I dont mind that she threw me aside to persue a different girl within a week of breaking up from me. it really hurts but I don't mind being hurt by her she could hurt me and sometimes has and I still dont mind at all.
she never physically hit me or anything her insults were verbal and always ruined my day because well, I love her.
she got mad at me once for not being able to pick out a restaurant to go to because im scared of food, she got really mad at me and told me that her ex who was toxic did the same thing and I felt awful I didn't want to be like her bad ex. I picked out a place and we ate but I felt horrible I felt so fucking anxious. I didn't want to remind her of her bad ex I wanted to be good. I really wanted to be good so I did my best and she didn't seem happy and that made me feel worse and I just
i made myself throw up after eating it feels like that was suppose to be a test that I failed, that I should of answered that I didn't want to eat and then she would of been happy, thats what I tell myself at least. I know i shouldn't be so anxious about this even thinking back to it but thinking back to it makes me feel like there is something standing on my lungs. this year when I vented to her about how im relaxing she just replied with "okay :)" and started talking about how shes focusing on herself more lately which
im happy for her, i really am, she could of just told me she couldn't handle that right now or something.
maybe im being too selfish thats probably the case so I decided to never talk about my eating disorder to anyone I date again I don't want to bother them.
I want to fix myself to look like the girl shes into.
I want her to be nice to me again she use to be so thoughtful, just, little actions that weren't hard to do, like, just holding my hand a little if she saw I was anxious eating like she use to do.
that made me so happy when she would do that.
but she lost intrest. probably because she realized I need to be losing weight, I really need be losing weight.or she coulnd't deal with me anymore.
she told me she never actually had romantic feelings for me when we broke up.
I want to be hers again I want her to actually love me this time I'll show her i can be good enough to be with, I wont even think about proposing to her, she knew I wanted to propose, I never actually did because of how she reacted and how she treated me after she knew, she mocked me a few times for it, I know not to think about doing it again, I want to be forgiven for fucking it all up and to actually be a good partner for her.
I sometimes fantasize about her telling me to starve myself. or i edited messages to make it look like she was telling me to.
I
i love her so much she could treat me awfully and I still would. I know I need to be abused i dont care.
I want her back so much.
I hate myself so much for eating in front of her before. in the moment she would tell me she was proud but I know it was probably a test to see if i was actually good enough to be loved. a test i failed. I know I did.
Im happy I have my eating disorder.
im happy im really scared of being around food, Im happy I know what I need to do to be good enough for affection. I just want her back.
im really happy I have my eating disorder. im going to continue losing weight for her. to try to show her im sorry and to apologize for being a bad partner to her, the fact she was with me for 3 years without holding any romantic feelings for me, I must of been a fucking awful partner. I must of been the worst, I thought I was good because i thought I made her happy but now I know. I want to sh after thinking about all this I need to punish myself for failing her.