histórias de Nervosa

This Free Verse poem is about beating E.D. (eating disorder).

poems about anorexia.

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Different poems written by me. :)

Here is my own poetry on my eating disorder that is stuck to me like a Siamese twin. Eating disorders are pain. These are my true thoughts, my true pains. There is things that may trigger you so this is the warning I give you. Read at your own risk.

Please don't hate❤ This is my personal journal and you really don't have to read?

What does it take to become beautiful?

Ela voltou. Mas nada nela é mais como antes. Emma acaba de se mudar de volta para sua cidade natal. Agora, com um corpo diferente, sonhos novos e um segredo que a corrói por dentro: uma doença silenciosa que ela esconde até de si mesma - a bulimia nervosa. Enquanto tenta manter as aparências, ela se vê cada vez mais envolvida com Noah - o vizinho irritante, melhor amigo do seu irmão... ou talvez o irmão da sua melhor amiga. Alguém que a provoca, desafia e, sem perceber, começa a enxergar além do que ela tenta esconder. Venha se perder e se encontrar na história de Emma e Noah. Um romance sobre amor, amizade e a luta invisível por trás de um sorriso no espelho.

author: Pamela Jade Waters this is a story about the girls who have anorexia or bulimia nervosa. about a girl the age of 17 dealing with that voice of the evil sickness that whispers in her ear. <3 enjoy

A poem about anxiety and the feeling of uneasiness and fear.

"Up to 24 million of all ages and genders suffer from an eating disorder(anorexia, bulimia, binge-eating disorder)." I never thought that stat would have anything to do with me. And, now, here I was, unable to look at myself in the mirror without seeing piles and pounds of fat that could be shed off. 'When I'm skinny, I'll stop,' I tell myself. But it never works. I'm still fat, I'm still ugly, and for some reason, I'm still eating. I don't care if I die. I don't care if I starve myself to death, because that just means I succeeded. I want to take up the least amount of space I can. "The bones stick out and sing to my eyes, that beautiful light shines between my thighs, for I am finally as skinny as skinny can be."

When four teenagers decide to cover up a murder, their actions decide who lives and who dies.