A fic just described Gaara as a “socially inept recluse” and I’m so glad because everyone romanticizes his character and calls him things like “brooding” or “cold hearted” or “dark &mysterious” but let’s be real he’s just a fuckin awkward kid who doesn’t know how to deal with other people and probably keeps pet cacti
Only thing I’m worried about pulling off is my earrings ‘cause we’re fighting bitch
spending 300 hours developing characters that arent even main characters
liking them more than your main characters
IF YOURE EVER SCARED TO TALK TO ME DONT BE BECAUSE ODDS ARE THAT IF YOU MESSAGE ME ILL SQUEAL LIKE A LITTLE GIRL AND TAKE 10 MINUTES TO DECIDE THE BEST POSSIBLE THING TO SAY TO YOU BECAUSE YOURE AWESOME AND I LOVE YOU
"Healing doesn’t mean the damage never existed. It means the damage no longer controls our lives."
Four years ago today, I was admitted into an inpatient eating disorder facility with a BMI of less than 11. I was on my death bed.
Four years ago today, it hit me how sick I really was. I was put on bed rest, wheelchair, shower chair, feeding tube, and was a cardiac alert. I could have dropped dead any minute.
Four years ago today began an incredibly long and difficult 2-and-a-half-year inpatient journey to recovery from the tight grip of anorexia nervosa.
Today, I am engaged to be married. Today, I am going to eat Thanksgiving dinner with my family and I am not worried about it. Today, I have energy and a smile on my face. Today, I am alive.
I am still paying the price of putting my body through so much, and I still have my struggles, but I am so much better than I was 4 years ago on this day.
Recovery is worth it.
Always reblogging this.