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1. I decided to break up some of my body-negative/dysmorphic craziness by taking a picture of myself lying on my floor with my phone. I resist posting (or even taking) full-body shots and from looking at my body full-on in a mirror (the door where my full-body mirror is I almost always keep shut). So today I’m calling bullshit on myself and learning to appreciate and share all of my body.

2. Yes, that’s sunburn on my chest. Princess Pasty over here (me) gets a burn from even the slightest warmer weather/sun exposure. It’s only kind of funny.

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Sir and I are somewhere special. It’s his anniversary gift to me and it’s amazing.

He was trying to take pictures of me showering and be sexy. When I saw them, I proceeded to freak out because I can’t win.

I haven’t worked out very much since I’ve been visiting him which has made me a little nuts. This was the only photo I was basically remotely okay with and it sucks that I can’t just relax and enjoy myself here and have a fun, sexy time with him.

Fuck.

You know you owe all the people concerned that you had an eating disorder, that you totally railed against, an apology.

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camdamage:

You know how fucked up it was to send this message right?

Can I just say, as someone with anxiety and recovering from an eating disorder, and honestly just as an empathetic human being: Fuck this anon.

Jesus Christ. She owes nobody an apology.

I spent a long time angrily, vehemently, shamefully, fearfully insisting to people that I didn’t have a problem before I could honestly and legitimately admit that, hey, I had a problem. This is (considering the circumstances) normal. This is how people cope. Jesus.

And for someone to selfishly demand an apology from a person they don’t know on the Internet for her suffering is outrageous and insensitive. She doesn’t owe you people anything.

Christ.