More Internet Body Rudeness

I really need to just flat-out refuse to show people I talk to on IM programs photographs. But I never learn…

I was talking to a guy I’d been talking to for about a week or so and I decided he wasn’t creepy so I decided to share this photo with him:

It was going fine until he told me that I’d look nicer if I lost weight. I blew up at him, lectured him and told him how NOT OKAY. He apologized and then he made a negative body comment about Russian women, said they’re all “soooooo fat.” At that point I just blocked him.

What is it with people thinking that sharing a photo means an invitation to scrutinize and ridicule the body that someone else lives in? Now I feel all eating disorder triggered. I’m fighting it but it’s so hard.


New Minnie Mouse is Creepy-Skinny

So, apparently Forever 21 and Disney are partnering to make a new line of clothing and stuff and they’ve given Minnie Mouse a horrific makeover.  They claim this new look is stylish, glamorous, and modern but I just see her new body and think she’s got a serious eating disorder problem.


I obviously have issues with the design. I think it promotes unrealistic (to the extreme!) body types. Also, they’ve turned Minnie into this thing that doesn’t even vaguely resemble a mouse anymore.

Anyway, this person has a better article about it than I do:

Body Image Visualized

This is how I see myself:

How my fiance sees me:

I never really realized how wrongly I see myself until I did this experiment.

Pictures–Pre and Post Recovery

So, I promised you guys pictures of me pre and post recovery, so here we go.

The first picture is of me, my sister, and our friend. It was taken during the summer of 2005 and anorexia was running my life. It should be noted that I had gained between 5 and 10 pounds when this picture was taken and I weighed about 110lbs.

The second picture was taken earlier tonight and I consider myself to be in recovery. I weigh about 144lbs. I feel that I look fatter than I actually do so it was weird seeing this picture and not seeing myself in a dysmorphic way. I’m not going to think or talk about how that makes me feel much, it’s just strange.

So, yeah, there you go.

Me, my sister, and our friend summer '05. I'm on the right.