REBLOG IF YOU’RE A DANCER- BALLET, TAP, JAZZ, HIP HOP, CONTEMPORARY, LYRICAL, ACRO, IRISH, STEP, ANY KIND OF DANCER! :)
Hey!
advice of the day: DONT FALL IN LOVE WITH BALLET
don’t do ballet. don’t look at ballet. if you see a pointe shoe, run.
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No, it’s not enough.
I’d like to tell you that I’m finally comfortable in my own skin.
But I’m still ruining myself over a few calories.
I go through life tumbling.
Blurry eyes.
Deadly hunger.
I’m sorry sister I cannot tell you how much I suffered.
How much I do not wish it upon anyone.
I’m sorry sister I have not recovered yet.
And I’m sorry for not knowing if I want to.
Please sister don’t be proud.
For every pound ten nights of silent crying came along.
Please don’t ask me about my diet, my best work out methods, I don’t wanna destroy you.
Sorry that I can’t tell you that in the last week I have only opened my mouth to sip some tea.
Sorry sister.
I didn’t mean to lie to you.
I meant to lie to myself.
Thinking about choosing the right path and running in a straight line, but how could I, when I have to crawl to walk.
Mom told me to be afraid “if you are not recovering you are dying” she said.
All in all, with tears in my eyes and sadness ripping my heart, yes, I’m anorexic.
