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Originally Posted by dark_crystal

sometimes you just have to laugh at body dysphoria...i have been on a nutritionist-directed meal plan since early June and my weight is what they call "restored," meaning i am now medically normal. I can no longer wear my size zeroes so i today i went to buy new jeans...the first armload i took in the fitting room were 12s.

I went back and forth two more times before i got a pair to stay on me. i don't look at my body at all, ever. I know that my diease won't let me see what is really there. Even at a size zero i never wanted to look. i was so weak from starving that i could barely stand up and i still looked at myself and saw "needs improvement." i went out one night laced into a 22" corset and was miserable all night b/c i thought my stomach looked big

D.C., I suffer from depression, and that gives me the best analogy I can think of: when I'm in a depressive state (which, thank goodness isn't very often nowadays) I have to remember that it's the disease that makes the world so dark - that it's not necessarily so. Your disease makes you perceive your body in a certain way, and the way to survive is to be able to keep that in mind. Does this make sense?