u/my___melo

Weeks. I did weigh myself like not obsessively just to check if what I'm noticing is true and it is, I'm still underweight. Like my weight will fluctuate a kilogram and that's it. I know I'm not deficient in anything because I had blood tests and I know my thyroid is find because that was tested too but I want to have more energy and be stronger and get out of my disordered mindset that I've been in for quite a while.

Like I am going for smaller portions but I am just eating what a petite girl would eat but like not like what an anorexic girl would eat anymore. The thing is I really hate cheese and peanut butter and avocado and things that have a fatty mouth feel like that and I'm okay with a little chicken but I hate eating meat it feels disgusting to me to eat another animal and I hate drinking calories again because fat in mouth but I do eat a snack even if I'm a little hungry but I worry will I naturally transition out of that once I reach a healthy weight you know because generally you should be pretty much constantly full

I feel like I could eat more because I want to eat more because to comfort that horrible feeling in my chest id like to eat until I feel like I couldn't eat anymore until I have like a piece of toast at 10pm because I'm actually kinda hungry again but that's glutinous so I eat enough that I'm hungry for the next meal but that's what kinda confuses me about genuinely cooking a dinner because by the time dinner roles around how do you have the energy for that am I just lazy?

this is a stupid one but was in Italy not too long ago and practically lived on the lay's tomato crisps. i absolutely love them and have been craving them ever since but I just can't find any. i've tried a couple that were that whole lentil or baked healthy thing but that's not the vibe. can anyone help?

I really don't think I'm well and it's very scary.

most people do not sleep with vodka bottles under their pillow and get so intoxicated every single day that they can't walk and lay in their own piss and most people do not go days without eating until they eat so much they vomit most people do not keep stacks of stolen Xanax to take in their room to knock themselves out

most people are not this fucking cut up inside. i hate being trans i hate what it's done to me i wish i did not believe in my shame so much. i feel less than human i feel like a complete freak

i (18) feel like, without meaning to, I've lost my life to anorexia.

It was hard for me to get through a school day without eating and it caused me so much distress i stopped going. The same thing with my job. the same thing with friends. i did it. I'm skinny now. now, what else?

I know this needs to change, but obviously I still struggle with the mindset that got me here in the first place. I feel like I cannot eat more, I can't get stronger, I can't have more energy.

has anyone else ever experienced the same thing? Honestly I feel very afraid and alone. I have no idea how to help myself.

i (18) feel like, without meaning to, I've lost my life to anorexia.

It was hard for me to get through a school day without eating and it caused me so much distress i stopped going. The same thing with my job. the same thing with friends. i did it. I'm skinny now. now, what else?

I know this needs to change, but obviously I still struggle with the mindset that got me here in the first place. I feel like I cannot eat more, I can't get stronger, I can't have more energy.

has anyone else ever experienced the same thing? Honestly I feel very afraid and alone. I have no idea how to help myself.

Living and eating around fat people is exhausting.

I'm not trying to be rude about fat bodies or say that treating people badly for their weight is acceptable when I make this post, but being around somebody whose maintenance calories are extremely high is hellish.

I find fat people never want to "act" fat so their gluttony becomes other people's problem. Groceries disappear. Restaurant bills rack up.

My real issue is that after a certain point, there is no way that they're actually hungry anymore, so it creates this expectation that they just *want* all the food that they can get. Every bite you take around them feels like it's *their* missed opportunity.

Everything eaten around a fat person is eyed up, leftovers are pounced upon, portions are weighed up so that they can ensure they get the most possible, kitchens or shared eating spaces are a battleground.

I find it so draining I do my best to avoid it. If you want food that badly, just have it. I won't eat. It's gotten to the point that I am underweight as a result of being around fat family, roomates and friends.

i live as a girl. i have no desire to live as a man anymore. it's completely ruined for me. im crushed as a person. i will never ever let myself get hurt like that again. i never ever want to feel so isolated and so misunderstood and hated for something i dont even like myself.

but life is very meaningless to me as a girl. this isn't my life. im not getting anything out of it. i am not a real person with wants and dreams and goals. there's no reason to take care of myself. i do everything just to save myself that soul crushing feeling. but it means i can't do anything. eating sleeping living studying anything. im 18 and im not doing anything with my life.

there's nothing left for me in this world. sometimes i dont feel very human. i hope nobody else has to feel this ever.

Hi! I (f18) am not a parent, but I would really appreciate some advice. It's quite a long story but basically my girlfriend is primarily responsible for her sister (3 yrs), so I help out quite a bit.

My girlfriend's sister's birthday is coming up, so when I was picking her up from nursery we were discussing who she'd like to invite to her party.

I was showing her the photos of all her little friends on the nursery's app when we got to the photo of a black child to which she instantly said that he was not to be invited because her other little friend and him did not get along. I asked her why to which she responded that they did not play with him "because he doesn't have white hands".

I'm honestly very shocked and I don't know how to handle this. I don't know where she got these ideas from. We've made an effort, as two white Irish girls, to make sure that the media little consumes is as diverse as possible, and I did my best to explain to her that we do not say things like that and should be kind to everyone.

My heart is breaking thinking of that little boy being excluded. How can I squash these ideas out? Should I talk to her teacher at nursery? The little boy's parents?

I don't use Reddit often and I'm pretty emotional so please excuse if I sound off or have done something wrong.

I (f18) started taking 75 micrograms of Cerrazette (Desogestrel) a full month ago and I have just gotten my period as usual. It's not older blood that I experienced spotting with over the first week or two on the pill, it's fresh.

I take my pill every single day between 12-1pm, usually as close to 1pm as I can get. Is that wrong? Should I be taking it at the exact same time every day?

My doctor is pretty unwelcoming, so I'm sorry for the stupid questions but I just don't know who to ask. During our appointment she said "Ok, you know how to take this?" and she interrupted my "no" with an "ok perfect goodbye then!"

I have tried birth control before to stop my period when I was about 15, but after six months and zero change, I stopped taking it.

I'm feeling really, really shitty about this whole situation because I just feel like my body is working against me and nobody, not even doctors will help me. Maybe I'm asking the wrong questions, but every time I even google something the answer seems to be ...maybe! who knows!

I had to give my doctor intimate details of my cycle to even be offered this prescription which should result in me getting a period only three times a year. But WHY. I do not want to have a period at all and I don't understand why that isn't the end of the conversation. What medical reason is there that I have to have a period?

I'm unhappy with the prescription I've been given anyway, and now I feel like this is turning out just how it did at 15. I have no idea what I'm doing, I don't know what's going on or what I need to ask for or what to say. Please help.