“Look for the remedy inside the pain.
because the rose came from the thorn
and the ruby came from a stone.’”
— Rumi (via thelittlephilosopher)
— Rumi (via thelittlephilosopher)
…you know, the one where i wrap myself in a blanket and use every distraction available to keep myself from feeling like shit about eating dinner
there was something in my tea that looked like a dead bug but i drank it anyway because it’s so tasty
Considering how incredibly shitty things have been food- and mood-wise this week, I am proud of myself for today. I am taking the first step to make sure my depression doesn’t continue on this downward spiral. I can’t let my eating get out of hand. I can’t relapse. There are too many good things headed my way this summer.
perks of not having a thigh gap:
- when food drops on your lap, you can catch it
- you look more like beyoncé
(Source: rottenxcore, via recoveryfiles)
yesterday, i had myself convinced that i didn’t care if i made it through this summer; that, in fact, it would probably be for the best if i didn’t. this morning, i woke up with a tiny spark of motivation that had disappeared in this past week. i got myself out of bed, applied for a few summer jobs online, took a shower, ate breakfast. all feel like major accomplishments at this point.
i don’t want to spend this summer wallowing in my own misery. i want to be able to enjoy it, even if only a little.