#TW ED mention

[support]

Everything okay?

If you or someone you know is struggling with an eating disorder, you are not alone.  

If you are in the United States, please try:

National Eating Disorders Association (support, resources, treatment options)

If you are outside the United States, visit IASP to find help lines related to eating disorders for your country. 

For self-help courses on body image and general peer support, please try Koko. 

For more resources, please visit our Counseling & Prevention Resources page for a list of services that may be able to help.

[laikabu]

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Content warning: discussion of eating disorders

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[sunnibits]

hey I know this is rlly different than my usual art but I did these ed recovery themed posters for my visual language class and lowkey I think I kind of popped off with them,, I was wondering if I put these up in my shop would anyone be interested in prints?? gen question

[anarecsia]

another day another hospital visit + bodycheck

btw im much more active on twt so head over there! my @ is skull1v1a

[lylahammar]

I’m so happy I’m fat 🥰 I love grabbing substantial handfuls of my tummy and feeling its comforting weight 💕 I love shaking my body around and feeling myself jiggle like pudding 💖 I feel really sexy when I wear bodycon outfits and fill them out, or let my fat rolls peek under my crop tops ❤️‍🔥 I love that my my body is a comfortable place for my girlfriend to lay, and that I can carefully squash the lights outta her when she wants pressure 💘 I love that my body fat keeps me warm when the power goes out during a winter storm and our house gets down to 32 degrees inside 💗 I’m so glad that I got over my teenage obsession with staying skinny and grew into a fat and happy adult 😊

[agathokakolog1cal]

You look obese why are you proud of that

im not obese :)

if i was this would still be a shitty ask, mind your own business

you cant tell someones weight from a couple pictures of their face

i had an eating disorder for two years let me be happy for a bit

kys

kys

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[alittlegiraffe]

Title: Fault Lines

TW: I struggle with a restrictive ED, this was a processing exercise for me.

The house felt empty without him. It always did. When Marshall was on tour, you tried to keep busy. There were errands to run, books to read, shows to watch—but no matter how hard you tried, the silence always caught up with you.

Tonight, the TV played some music video you’d seen before, but you weren’t really watching it. Your gaze was fixed on the women dancing on the screen. They looked perfect. Long legs, tiny waists, glowing skin, and all the confidence in the world.

You shifted uncomfortably on the couch, tugging at the loose sweatshirt you were wearing. It wasn’t enough to hide the way your body felt wrong. You weren’t like them. You weren’t toned, glamorous, or effortlessly stunning.

And yet those were the women who surrounded Marshall every day. On set. In his videos. At the afterparties.

He’d never said anything to make you feel insecure, but that didn’t stop the doubt from creeping in. How could he not notice the difference? He was out there, living the life of a rap legend, surrounded by perfection, while you were... this.

The thoughts became a constant hum in the back of your mind. It didn’t help that social media seemed to magnify your insecurities.

You’d seen the comments under pictures of the two of you: *“Eminem could do so much better.”* *“Why’s he with her?”* *“She’s so plain.”*

At first, you tried to ignore it. But the words stuck. They followed you into the mirror, into your closet, into every meal you tried to eat.

It started small—cutting out snacks here, skipping meals there. You told yourself it wasn’t a big deal. You were just being “healthy.” But soon, it became all you thought about. Counting calories. Weighing yourself. Staring at the untouched food on your plate and feeling a sick sense of accomplishment.

When Marshall came home from tour, you plastered on a smile and wrapped your arms around his neck, pretending nothing had changed.

“Missed you, babe,” he murmured, kissing your temple.

“Missed you too,” you said, ignoring the pang of guilt in your chest.

For a while, you managed to keep up the facade. You laughed at his jokes, listened to his stories, and curled up beside him on the couch like everything was fine.

But Marshall wasn’t stupid. He noticed things.

The first time he asked about it, you brushed him off.

“You’re not eating?” he asked one night, glancing at the barely touched dinner on your plate.

“Just not hungry,” you said quickly, forcing a smile. “Long day.”

He didn’t push, but you could see the flicker of concern in his eyes.

It wasn’t until a few weeks later that the cracks started to show. You were standing in front of the bathroom mirror, pinching at the skin on your stomach, when you heard his voice behind you.

“[Y/N].”

You froze. Turning slowly, you saw Marshall leaning against the doorframe, his arms crossed. His face was unreadable, but there was something raw in his eyes.

“I didn’t hear you,” you said, your voice shaky.

“What are you doing?” he asked, stepping into the room.

“Nothing,” you lied, brushing past him. “I was just—”

“Don’t do that,” he said, catching your wrist. His voice was soft but firm. “Don’t brush it off. Talk to me.”

You looked away, your throat tightening. “I don’t know what you want me to say.”

“The truth,” he said.

The words spilled out before you could stop them. “I just... I just want to be better,” you whispered. “I want to look like the women in your videos. The ones on your arm at events. I want to be the kind of person who deserves to be with you.”

Marshall’s jaw tightened, and he let out a sharp breath. “Is that what you think? That you’re not good enough?”

You didn’t answer. The tears in your eyes said enough.

He stepped closer, cupping your face in his hands and tilting your head so you had to meet his gaze.

“Listen to me,” he said, his voice breaking. “You don’t have to be like them. You don’t have to change a damn thing about yourself. You’re already enough. You’ve always been enough. And I hate that I didn’t see this sooner.”

“But—”

“No,” he interrupted. “Don’t do that. Don’t tell yourself you’re not enough for me. You are. And if I ever made you feel like you weren’t, then I failed you, and I’m sorry.”

The tears spilled over, and he pulled you into his arms, holding you like he was afraid to let go.

“We’ll figure this out,” he murmured into your hair. “You don’t have to go through this alone. I’m here. I’ve got you.”

The next day, Marshall sat you down at the kitchen table, a list of therapists and dietitians in front of him.

“We’re going to take this one step at a time,” he said. “Whatever you need, we’ll do it. Together.”

The first appointment was the hardest. You felt vulnerable and exposed, but Marshall sat beside you, his hand never leaving yours.

Recovery wasn’t linear. There were days when you felt like giving up, days when the mirror felt like your enemy. But Marshall was there for every single one of them.

He started eating meals with you at the table, making it a ritual—just the two of you. Some nights, he’d cook. It wasn’t fancy, but it was heartfelt, and he always made sure you ate.

On days when you couldn’t face the world, he stayed home with you, distracting you with movies or writing sessions where he’d let you hear the rough drafts of his songs.

He’d leave little notes around the house: *“You’re beautiful.”*

*“You’re stronger than you think.”*

*“You’re enough.”*

Slowly, you started to believe him.

Months later, as you stood in front of the mirror, you caught a glimpse of yourself—not perfect, not flawless, but healing. And for the first time in a long time, you smiled.

Marshall stepped into the room, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“You’re doing good, babe,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to your temple.

“Thanks to you,” you said softly.

He shook his head. “You’re the one doing the work. I’m just here to remind you how amazing you are.”

And as you leaned into him, you realized he was right. You were healing, and you weren’t alone.

[catinasink]

catinasink bingo??

[ciderjacks]

ppl calling Chilchuck a twink. Incorrect. That is not a Twink that is an old man with an eating disorder. Same with Mithrun except he’s mentally ill in a different way. Laios is too buff to be a twink. Senshi, obviously not. Furry elf who’s name I forgot is also too buff, maybe a twunk but debatable. Shuro is also probably too built when he’s not forgetting to eat bc of white women, and Mickbell is another mentally ill middle aged man.

the only true dungeon twink is Him

[chains4w-gutzfuckk]

my only redeeming qualities are that I'm severely underweight and occasionally really funny

[ghostyypawzz]

i need to get worse before i get help then i’ll be valid

*gets worse*

i need to get worse before i get help then i’ll be valid

*gets worse*

i need to get worse before i get help then i’ll be valid

*gets worse*

i need to get worse before i get help then i’ll be valid

*gets wors

[yippie-madness]

im so happy that there are ed and sh related hrm reduction posts of #harm reduction now but people need to use their brains and not post their body checks/sh pics/etc. on there. #harm reduction is NOT an edblr or shblr tag, it is a HARM REDUCTION tag its in the name, keep that stuff on sh/edblr.

[things-stankyle-probably-said]

Pssst you should totally tell us your take on Kyle with an ED🤭

well I really hate human centipad as an episode in general so in MY version of south park lore that episode doesn't exist because I don't like it, for one, for two I don't want my baby boy son to suffer the indignity of a human centipad or have the trauma of potentially being forever trapped eating shit or having facial scars yanno it's too upsetting I don't like it so in my headcanon that episode doesn't exist and that's not the basis for his ED

we don't accept it structurally and we don't accept it spiritually! but that's me. omg the actual ask!

my take is that kyle has a lot of other factors that lead into him developing an ED in his teen years that follows him into his adult life that requires years of therapy and medical help to get him to a place of recovery

you all know my headcanon for kyle is he's ftm trans, he's trans masc so his body dysphoria is a factor especially before he gets to start T, I see him not really liking the way he looks & feeling extremely uncomfortable in his own skin & seeing flaws everywhere, obsessing over any weight gain even when doctors tell him it's normal

his fatphobia is a factor, he unfortunately does connect a moral failing to people severely overweight (raising the bar) but cartman is his closest example to this and they're still kids in canon so I can see how easily he makes this connection and I'll say he grows out of it especially when stan gains weight because of taking antidepressants when they're older & kyle realizes he was wrong in his opinions

I do like the list as an episode so I'm saying kyle having developed a complex and low self esteem over his looks are also factors, yes he says at the end of the episode he doesn't want to know he's good looking and become a total shithead which fair, but even knowing the list was a forgery that's not something anyone could easily move on from, he's constantly doubting anyone that compliments him, thinking it's another trick

I think kyle in general as an overachiever that wants to be liked by his peers would be very concerned about his looks and attractiveness and his body type internally even while saying he doesn't care about that stuff, eventually he gets to a point where even if he can't see himself as good looking if enough of his peers agree that he's hot, that's good enough for him but then it turns into constant performance to be held to an idealized standard he sets

being sickly as a kid & only being able to eat or keep down certain foods, also a factor, I don't know enough about ARFID to say whether kyle has it or not, he is extremely picky when it comes to texture and he absolutely has safe foods but he doesn't eat as much as he should and getting sick easily means he doesn't have as much of an appetite as he would otherwise

honestly puberty in general fucks kyle up a bit I mean it fucks everyone up but he has such a complicated relationship with his face, his body, his gender, his peers, his self esteem, everything is just turned up to 11 in terms of how much it all affects him

playing basketball, getting on T, being an athlete and being the tallest in his friend group as he gets older helps a bit but it gets to a scary point that everyone can see he's struggling to eat and keep a healthy weight, he's always been skinny but it's concerning, and it leads to major health problems

his ED is anorexia that he develops over years, I can't see him being bulimic but that doesn't stop cartman from making horrible ED bulimia jokes directed at kyle, which stan gets more mad than kyle does when he hears them

I think kyle has to be hospitalized and has to get therapy and a lot of support to get the recovery he needs, he'll always be, not skinny but athletically toned like he Looks skinny but he's got muscle there even if it doesn't look like it and he will be happy with how his body is but it'll take a long time to get there

[anarecsia]

ignore how square my hips look in the first one 😭 the waistband on those boxers is super tight

[0n3-d4y-1-4m-g0nn4-gr0w-w1ng5]

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