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Saturday, January 12, 2008







Fading Away © Fader
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I believe in Control, the only force mighty enough to bring order to the chaos that is my world.
I believe that I am the most vile, worthless and useless person ever to have existed on this planet, and that I am totally unworthy of anyone's time and attention.
I believe that other people who tell me differently must be idiots. If they could see how I really am, then they would hate me almost as much as I do.
I believe in oughts, musts and shoulds as unbreakable laws to determine my daily behavior.
I believe in perfection and strive to attain it.
I believe in salvation through trying just a bit harder than I did yesterday.
I believe in calorie counters as the inspired word of god, and memorize them accordingly.
I believe in bathroom scales as an indicator of my daily successes and failures
I believe in hell, because I sometimes think that I'm living in it.
I believe in a wholly black and white world, the losing of weight, recrimination for sins, the abnegation of the body and a life ever fasting.

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Dear Ana:

I offer you my soul, my heart and my bodily functions. I give you all my earthly possessions.

I seek your wisdom, your faith and your feather weight. I pledge to obtain the ability to float, to lower my weight to the single digits, I pledge to stare into space, to fear food, and to see obese images in the mirror. I will worship you and pledge to be a faithful servant until death does us part.

If I cheat on you and procreate with Ronald McDonald, Dave Thomas, the colonel or that cute little dog, I will kneel over my toilet and thrust my fingers deep in my throat and pray for your forgiveness.

Please Ana, don't give up on me. I'm so weak, I know, but only you with your strength inside me will I become a woman worthy of love and respect. I'm begging for you not to give up, I'm pleading with my shallow breathes and my pale skin. I bleed for you, suffer leg pains, headaches and fainting spells. My love for you makes me dizzy and confused I don't know whether I'm coming or going. Men run when they see the love I have for you and never return. But they aren't important to me. All that's important is that you love me.

If you stay with me, I will worship you daily, I will run miles a day, come rain, snow, bitter cold or searing heat I will run from the pain and in fright. I will do 1,000 sit ups a day and lie to my family about what I eat and how I feel. I will stop weeping when I feel your warm arms embrace my shivering body. I will numb the hunger pains with razor blades and your strength.

Today, I renew our friendship and resolve to be faithful to you year long, life long. I begin each year with a 3 day fast in honor of you. If you give me the strength to fade away I will love you and worship you forever.

When I'm finally faded to nothing, when you've given me the gift of ending this torturous life, I will float on to the next world and be thin and beautiful as a payment for my undying love for you in this world.

I ask only one more thing you, please Ana, remove me from this hell, from this world ASAP. Please take away this hatred for my pain and allow me to be free and light.

Love Always, Fader.






Nothing tastes as good as being thin feels.

Don't dig your grave with your own knife and fork.

The cardiologist's diet: If it tastes good, spit it out.

One should eat to live, not live to eat.

When I wake, I'm empty, light-headed. I like to stay this way, free and pure, light on my feet, traveling light. For me, food's only interest lies in how little I need, how strong I am, how well I can resist, each time achieving another small victory of the will.

Food is mean and sneaky. It tricks you into eating it and it works on you from the inside out making you fat, bloated, ugly and unhappy.

They always say that they're concerned with me, about my health, when all they want to do is control me. They want to pin me down and force-feed me with lies, with what they call love.

Hunger hurts but starving works.

Thinner is the winner.

Time spent wasting is not wasted time.

Pain is temporary; pride is forever.








Dangerous food (good for binging, but don't over-do it):

-ice-cream
-cake
-real butter
-candy
-cupcakes, muffins
-high-fat cookies
-chocolate
-French bread
-lemonades, sodas
-sugary juice
-nuts (peanuts, cashew nut etc.), raisins
-chips
-red meat

Medium food (some or a little bit, depending on the situation):

-white food: pasta, rice, potatoes etc.
-toast
-"normal" yoghurt, fat percentage higher than 2-5%
-cheese
-cookies
-dark chocolate, in very small ammounts!
-high-calorie fruits, for example grapefruit
-chicken
-cappucino, latte
-dark/rye bread
-oatmeal

Safe food (eat as much as you like, allowed food):

-vegetables
-fruits
-low-fat yoghurt
-fish
-low-fat milk
-low-cal soups
-water
-tea (no milk, no sugar)
-coffee (black)










Status: 54,5 kg

"Don't give up what you want most for what you want at the moment."

Now that's something to think about.

And chezaswulf, I have read the book "French women don't get fat". I know that stuff already. It's all about tricking your brain. Not much of a challenge.

My mother bought some crackers that only have 25 calories a cracker. Amazing, and it tastes good too.

The whole idea of eating 5-6 small meals a day is based on the fact that if you eat less your body starts to store everything you eat as fat.

So you have to eat a little, few times a day. Eat slowly, a little piece at a time because it makes you feel fuller. Also remember to drink water, tea and low-calorie drinks. Drinking high-caffeine stuff (coffee, Coca-cola etc.) helps supress your appetite. Also, 5 deciliters (about 17 ounces) of water burns 25 calories! So drink, drink, drink.

Little things like these should be easy to follow, but it's also very easy to "forget" them.

Darn, I accidently swallowed chocolate. And I don't have bulimia (at least yet) so I'll just have to do more exercise today.

And Asphyxiated Lapse: what is the red bracelet movement? Well here's what it is:

"Have you ever wondered if the skinny girl you see has an ED (A or M)? And proud of it? You so desperately want to ask, or even try to make friends but are scared? Well, no more ... since we have our ribbon "Ana is a lifestyle..." and it's red.

I propose that we all get a red beaded bracelet. You can make it or buy them. Wear it daily or when you go out to secretly say that you are proud to be pro-ana or proud to have an ED that is. Anytime you see someone wearing a red beaded bracelet, capture their eye contact and point to your bracelet, and if they return the same point to theirs ... then they are ED friendly. If not, then its just someone whom is wearing one.

As for those who are older and feel silly wearing a beaded bracelet, wear a red t-shirt every Monday or when you go out on Mondays."

Actually, there are about a million bracelet-colors. Here's a few:

Red bracelets represent anorexia.
Purple is for bulimia.
Black and blue for self-injury, like cutting.

In some countries the colors are different and there's a whol lot more than those three.

Hey, that's my second long post.

Stay strong!

-Fader


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