Community: The Kinship of Thinspiration

From beneath her beautifully tiny, A-cup breasts, her smooth ribs, covered only by a thin layer of white flesh, peeked out, taunting me, reminding me of what I could never be. Yet, at the same time, they gave me a glimmer of empty hope that one day my ribs may protrude like hers. One day, my hip bones may sharpen and stick out, my collar bone may reveal itself to the public, my thighs may one day stop touching. At 13, I found myself sitting in my living room, my eyes glued to the screen of my family’s clunky, black desktop as I fantasized what it would be like to be this 18-year-old goddess whose long, wavy dirty-blonde hair hung limp and dry from her scalp in that sexy, I-don’t-care fashion, framing her thin, pale, drawn-out face, made paler by her piercing, bright blue eyes encased by her dark bags and heavy black eyeshadow. I want to be her. These thoughts flew through my mind as I scrolled my mouse over the “tips” button, written in a friendly, script-like, purple font, and read, as though they were the holiest of texts, the long list of tips which would give me the emaciated body I longed for. Don’t eat. That was tip number one, right before the second most important tip: Don’t get caught. On the few occasions pro-eating disorder websites are discussed, the focus seems to lie within the thinspiration photos and tips offered. As a recovering bulimic who, at one point, found herself obsessively frequenting these websites daily (or hourly), I can say i...
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