Pro Anna
I’ve been scrolling through some of the pro Anna pictures on tumbler this morning. For the life of me I cannot figure out why anyone would want to “help” others sink further into this disease. I’m scary thin and my brain isn’t letting me see it. My friends are worried sick about me as are my children. I’m freezing all the time, my bones hurt, my hair is falling out… The list goes on. Knowing all this doesn’t make a shit worth of difference. I still can’t eat. I’m scared of food. The fear of liquids is creeping up, too. I’m desperately seeking help but keep hitting walls with insurance. This disease scares people. They don’t know what to do with us. Every morning I wake up and say today is the day that I’ll eat. Today I’m worth fighting for. Guess what?? It doesn’t fucking happen. God save me, I’m dying and I need help. Fuck this fucking disease and those that promote it. Save yourself before its too late. *end rant*