𝙼𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚊~ ஐ

A story about getting in the mind of anorexia from my personal experience, this is in no way promoting and if you get triggered by subjects like this, please don't read it.

The purpose of this is to make people understand it's not as easy as just eat and the way the disorder takes over life. And the mind.

The way I go about writing isn't positive or recovery, it's all the sick twisted thoughts I have.

It's quite triggering, I won't lie, so please be aware.

I've been battling this since I was 13, I'm newly 18 now and it's the worst it's ever been, so I decided maybe by putting how I perceive my disorder could help somebody understand how much more it is.

It's not just being skinny, it goes way deeper than that.

This is my experience, not everyone with anorexia will have these experiences.

Also, some of you might wonder about the butterflies, the cerulean butterfly is a symbol of eating disorder within the pro-ana community.