Disorderedeating Stories

Eighteen-year-old Neil Martin escapes his family and past by moving across the disintegrating country to participate in the Middleton Academy. A special ops-esque program, it promises an escape from poverty for anyone who manages to stick out the intense and traumatizing year, rewarding them with money, education, health care, and, above all, a chance to live without fearing for one's life, which is something worth pursuing in a world growing increasingly dangerous for the 99%. He quickly realizes all he's done is jump straight into the fire itself, as he attempts to navigate regular threats to his life, a partner who seems set on causing the two of them to flunk out and end up on the streets, and trauma from his past that he doesn't know how to deal with. vibes: although i've been writing my whole life, i mostly write poetry. so i guess my warning is don't take on this story expecting to see a plotline or world you've never seen before. instead, this is all about the characters trying to work through trauma in a way that maybe can resonate. additionally, i tried to bring in a religious trauma theme. as someone who grew up in a fundementalist religion, i wish there was more content with ex-fundie kids, without making the religion the central aspect. that's all this is: a few more silly little characters to contribute in hopes that people might more easily find themselves in what they read and watch. that being said, i can at least offer paragraph breaks and decent-ish spelling and grammar. :) (this story has already been written and revised a bit; I'm uploading it as I do some *final* edits.) trigger warnings: pretty much everything :/

a poem about living with an eating disorder & the relationship with food after recovery

Cross-posted to AO3. My first BSD fanfic.

A group of angry, queer teens attempt to escape the 'City', a horrible place that they all grew up in. But it's proving to be a lot harder than they expected. /Me? Projecting into my stories?? It's more likely than you think/

hey! so I struggle with a few mental disorders, I'll put more in the first chapter, and I was thinking how much I've learned in my experience, and how other people can use these tips and tricks. I will put trigger warnings so you don't have to worry!

a person with an unspecified eating disorder falls in love with somebody despite their struggles. heavily based on my own experience and mostly written for me to feel as though I am lovable. potentially triggering read tags. ALSO this is a story about schoolchildren so if that makes you uncomfortable do not read. there will be no smut or anything but perhaps a kiss.

❝She hated food. It repulsed her! She loved food. But that's what ruined her. She overindulged. And now she has to pay the price.❞ TW: disordered eating

trigger warnings: disordered eating, body image issues, abusive. toxic speech. i'm super open to brutal criticism. i just randomly wrote this while high, so tell me what you think. this is a work of fiction that i based on some of my insecurities. my mother is not this horrible, but she does impose her insecurities onto me. this is the first time i've tried fiction in a while and the first time i've made anything for the public eye. so take that into consideration, but be brutal.

flynn didn't eat.

(Trigger Warning) This diary will include my feelings, thoughts, weight, eating habits, etc...

I'm not sure what this is going to be yet but it's going to be sad.

After realising he might be the thorn in his friends's side, a drop in bucket- Nick starts fading, doesn't evaporate or slip through a drain but just dies out like a withering flower- slow and unnoticed if you don't pay attention but George notices just in time to hopefully bring him back.

Just thoughts

my severe depression and I collaborated on some new pieces everybodys gonna hate. slight trigger warning for depression (shocking I know) and disordered eating.

your favourite colour is gold. her favourite colour was blue. together, you made a colour as green as the leaves on a sycamore tree. current status: finished, probably will stay finished unless people have like, questions or something.

A poem about learning to love your body again.

It's the voice that whispers just before meal times to put less on your plate, it's the feeling of regret after you finished a piece of junk food you just ate, its the brain wrenching thoughts of being alarmingly hungry but you cannot bring yourself to eat. For Parker Collian his was all he knew. The life of control beyond imaginable, hiding it from all the people you care for in your life, pushing people away, because the disorder is more important. This is the story of a young boy who was pushed into dastardly behaviour. All because of a life in the modern mindset of control, that was now considered common and the people he met along the way, who changed his life for worse, or maybe for the better.

It wasn't healthy but it was normal. It was your normal. At least your new normal.

Dazai has trouble regulating his habits.