#cw: food restriction

[goodmorninglovelies42]

Of all Ted Lasso’s third season’s sins, the one I will never forgive is introducing the idea of food restriction/restrictive eating. Look at RKJ or RoyJamie fics before season 3. Almost none of them mention food restriction. Then look at those after. The majority of them do.

And listen, this is not a criticism of fic writers. You do you. And it’s likely in line with real life sports bullshit. But it’s a trigger for me and it’s just such a fucking bummer to introduce that into a show that was supposed to be about love and kindness. And let’s be real. Ted Lasso is about a premiere league football coach with zero knowledge of football. Not like they were going for realism.

[itsalrightsblog]

It’s literally disgusting how many old freak pedos slither their way into the ED community. Those types of people are literally as low as it can get.

Reblog if you do not welcome pedos anywhere near your page‼️

[daieoteuagain]

다 괜찮을 거예요.

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i’ll try again.

[thankssbutno]

OMG GUYSSSSSSS I FINALLY REACHED MY FIRST GW !!!!!!!

i’m officially under 50kg (≈110 pounds) again😭😭😭😭 i’m so happy

i’ve been wanting this for a long time and at first it was harsh but it’s so worth it, now it’s even easier losing weight because i’m disciplined:)

next gw: 45kg (≈100pounds)

i hope i can reach it before april

I HOPE AND I WILL🍀🕯️

[ed-recovery-affirmations]

I just made myself a cup of a new tea, one from a set that a friend sent me. I was super curious to try it with and without milk in it, so after I take a sip without, I'm going to add milk to my tea.

That may seem like such an inane little story to post on a blog, unless you have an eating disorder. I'm sure many of you know what a big deal milk in tea can be, and what an important act of self-love it is.

It was poured into many of our ears, approaching teenhood in the mid-2000's, not to "drink our calories." For those of us whose restriction was weight-based, many of us practiced filling ourselves with water, with our coffee black and unsweetened whether that was how we liked it or not, and with tea that never contained milk.

Like many people who've struggled with binge eating and with restriction, I struggle with creating anxiety-inducing rules about when is okay to eat, especially if I'm between meals and worrying if I should allow myself a snack, or if it's okay to quench my thirst with anything other than water. This is especially true between meals. For some reason my brain has accepted the "extra" caloric intake as part of a meal, but still balks at the idea of introducing these things independently into non-meal parts of the day. I would like to note that my chronic illness and my body's reaction to food has also influenced this weird relationship between me and my favorite treats, such as a piece of candy, or a beverage that might happen to contain a greater-than-zero calorie count.

But tonight, before bed, I want to try this tea. And it sounds like one that'd be super tasty with milk, as it has cocoa powder and vanilla in the blend. So I let my tea cool in the room with me as I type this, telling myself that I can get up and go back for milk after I taste it.

Now I have gone to the kitchen.

Now I have poured in a splash of milk and tasted. It's soy milk, as regular milk sometimes hurts my stomach and I don't want my sleep to be disrupted. Due to my chronic illness, this is still something I have to think about, and I'll be honest, I hate it. Things like this make it so hard to tell myself I can let go of my food fears, because my brain knows that some of my food fears will turn out to have validity, and so what if they all do?

Now I have poured in another splash. Tasted.

Now I have poured in a third, much larger splash. Tasted.

Oh, this is it. This tea tastes like a warm dessert. But now it's too cool, so I need to microwave it back to its best heat. I used to not want to microwave my food. As a teen I heard a hippie say that microwaves destroy the nutrients in your food because the radiation breaks down their molecular structure. This is absolutely false. In fact, it's been disproven that microwaves break down nutrients any more than other methods of heating food, but for a long time I believed it. And even after I learned the truth, I still found it hard to convince myself it was okay to use microwaves for a very long time.

I have just finished my tea in my room. I took the time to identify that I wanted it. I took the time to truly taste it in several different ways, consider how I felt I wanted it and bring it to those specifications. It wasn't planned for any specific time or day, but I agreed to give myself this the way I wanted it anyway. I've been drinking my coffee with milk every morning, too. I actually like black coffee, but I like it better with milk. And I give myself things throughout the day that I enjoy, to enhance my experience of my existence. Life is hard, and it's okay to allow yourself, to the fullest extent you can, the small joys that bring you through the day.

I wanted to share this with you. I hope you don't feel the crushing weight of morality when staring at a bottle of regular soda and the sugar-free, when you wake up with your morning coffee, when your self-care regimen includes a cup of tea. I hope you practice actively giving yourself the love you need this week. And I hope you give it to yourself exactly the way you need it.

[just-jes]

I’ve been fasting for 45 hours now and I honestly still don’t want to eat. I can feel the hunger but it’s not as strong. Maybe a can go a little longer? 🪽💕

[enyoragdoll]

Did I recover? Yes. Am I undoing that? Yup!

Looking for friends around my BMI (27.8 ☹️) to join a group chat so we can race to a 19.5 BMI 🤸

PLEASE

[ihatecal0r13s]

Some cute th1nsp0 for u guys!

[aurorashard]

So I have a new egg allergy, and it's all a bit overwhelming! I'm sure there is a Tumblr community for food allergy sufferers; anyone have any good resources? Thank you!

[batrogers]

Inspired by @crazylittlejester's Wars headcanons, which intersect a lot with my own issues with food so of course it stuck with me.

Content warning for discussion of a very broken relationship with food/implied restriction, but I like making things a little hopeful and sweet.

Twilight & Warriors LU fic, rated G, approx 1000 words.

Also on AO3

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Twilight set up to make dinner, as he had a hundred nights before for the group, with about twenty minutes of that being debating what to make with Wild, which one of them was going to be in charge tonight, and then getting the ingredients out of Wild’s slate before he settled to clean up and start. It was his favourite chore, if he was honest; he loved cooking when Wild let him, and after how long they’d been together Wild often was content to help rather than lead. He got distracted a lot, and liked the chance to get up and wander, and after one too many “What if” ideas, the others preferred it, too.

It was around when Wild wandered off to see what Hyrule and Wind were doing that Twilight saw Warriors crack his neck at the far side of the fire and stand up. He turned and started walking away himself and Twilight froze.

Had he ever seen Warriors leave the fire when he was cooking? He didn’t think so. His mouth twitched. “Leaving already?” he joked. “I’m gonna miss the company.”

Warriors startled, then turned and laughed. “What, you liked me just hanging around staring at you?”

“I don’t care,” Twilight admitted. “Although in Ordon I’m used to the company. I've just gotten so used to you watching the whole time it’s strange to see you go.”

To his surprise, the other man walked around the fire and touched his shoulder. “I think if you haven’t poisoned me after four months, you’re not going to. I don’t think Wild would either, at least on purpose, but...”

Twilight automatically responded to the second with, “He’s only done that once,” before the first part finished processing. “You thought I might poison you?!”

The hand almost left his shoulder, then squeezed it before its owner dropped to sit beside him. Twilight turned to stare, but Warriors couldn’t quite meet his eyes or answer him. Twilight stared at his hands again and tried to think back – he knew at some point in the first two weeks they’d been together, Time had talked to Warriors although not what about. That was when he’d started watching him cook.

Had he ever eaten with them before that? Twilight didn’t think so. When Wild cooked, Warriors usually asked him for something to make himself and...

“Something happened during the war?” Twilight guessed, when Warriors hadn’t spoken.

“Very early in the war,” he agreed. He looked around the nearly-empty fire, but most of the others were napping, training, or getting up to something else. “Impa had taken me on as her protege and – literally within two weeks of losing the castle, I fell.... very ill. I almost died; if we hadn’t been staying with the Sheikah, I likely would have. And within days of pulling out of danger, I was sick again before they could find out who was doing it.”

Twilight swore and narrowly missed cutting his finger as he cut up the onions in front of him. He shook himself and sighed. “Shit. That fucking....” He couldn’t think of a strong enough word.

Warriors snorted quietly. “I’d be sick after eating anything after that, for another two weeks until Impa figured out a strategy to make me not... Not panic at the thought. Fairies can detect most poisons, so I started coaxing them to stay close, and the rest of the time... If I didn’t make it, or Impa didn’t vouch for it, I just.... didn’t eat. Add that to rationing, and I made more than a few people scared for my health the rest of the war.”

Twilight didn’t comment that he’d honestly talked to Time about how he looked now. Warriors still was one of the skinniest among them, although Twilight had just assumed it was his natural body type. But to hear the rest was.

“I don’t mind you watching me,” he said, because what else could he say?

“I’ve appreciated it,” Warriors said, softly. “Time caught me not eating and reminded me we had to trust each other. It was... hard.”

He’d never watched anyone close enough to see if the risk of Warriors being too nervous to keep food down had come up now, Twilight supposed, and he wasn’t going to ask now. But it was tempting. He dumped the chopped onion into the pot and started on the wild garlic, feeling his eyes with more pressure than before.

Was it clean enough? Did he think his food was safe?

Cooking for the village children meant a lot to him; he was always careful about that, because making one of them sick was his worst nightmare. But it didn’t feel the same as the importance of realizing Warriors trusted him in the face of something that’d almost killed him before too.

Just as vital, but nowhere near the same.

“Thank you,” Twilight said. He swallowed until his eyes didn’t burn. “For trusting me. Is there anything else...?”

Warriors snorted, hard. “Just warn me if Wild tries to talk you into anything weird if I walk away. Alright?”

Twilight turned and caught his eyes before he nodded, not letting the lightness in his voice belie the fear he could see there. “I promise. No surprises here.”

“Great. I’m gonna go find the river and bath, then.” Warriors stretched his jaw and stood, squeezing Twilight’s shoulder as he walked away, his light tone at odds with the tension in his back.

Twilight would chase Wild off with the spoon if he had to to keep that trust.

[wyrmwud]

fuck you *projects my severe arfid onto my own ocs to cope*

sorry the composition is ass I drew this while half asleep and very stressed like my eyes were literally fighting to stay open but I needed to draw gay people…….. ok gn

[skeletonsgaze]

I put some more grapes in the freezer today and I’m so excited to eat them later. I think grapes are def one of my favorite foods, especially the green ones.

[the-cimmerians]

Today I have made:

A cherry and almond tart (no recipe, I just winged it, came out great)

Roasted baby potatoes with olive oil, lemon, and rosemary

Roasted brussels sprouts with olive oil, balsamic vinegar, and chili pepper flakes

Roasted carrots and parsnips with butter/olive oil, honey, and fresh thyme (my first time trying this combination, FUCKING AMBROSIAL)

Scratch cornbread (to be made into stuffing tomorrow with the addition of onions, scrambled sausage, green apple, pecans, and more fresh herbs)

i am FATIGUED. But it smells really amazing in my house rn

[just-jes]

400 cals again today 🎀🪽

[oli-the-dolly]

Im gonna make sure I lose weight by:

- not wearing a t-shirt to school or whenever I don’t have to till I’m 95

- not wearing anything tight until I’m 80/85

- staring at my body whenever I’m bored or hungry

- looking and hanging with my skinnier friends

Do yall got ideas?

[helpmymindblog]

I know that I can lose the weight and not eat because I’ve done it before.