***TRIGGER WARNING*** ***ANOREXIA NERVOSA***

 Okay, that's out of the way.  This is my disclaimer/info post.  When needed, I'll refer folks back to this, just in case.  I'll give more info about me as needed.

I warn y'all now...I take no responsibility if you think your actions were engaged by my words - manage your own triggers yourself, it will NEVER be my job to do that for you.  If you need help learning how to do that, go to a therapist.  If you don't like how, what, or why I post, you have the choice to leave.  You are welcome to shame me on your own social media. I don't care about likes or dislikes, or if I ever get any sort of audience, I do not care about any of that. Flouncy exit posts and comments designed to provoke me or shit on me or mine will be deleted, because it all boils down to one thing and one thing ONLY - It's. MY. Blog.  

This is a non-fluffy, non-romantic diary to Eddie, my eating disordered head space, and Fred, my non-eating disorder "normal" brain.  I'm not any kind of healthcare pro.  I will post only about myself.   I won't talk numbers or post body checking photos/videos; those are always private, and if you don't know the difference between a photo or video showing off an outfit and real body checking, go educate yourself on the difference - it's not my job.  Why?  Because ED people are hella competitive...you see mine, I see yours, and next thing y'all know, it's time for Ana's Fight Club.  On the other hand, I'm not going to filter or alter photos, videos,  etc in any way that may make me look less like a skinny train wreck.  I will not be posting tips or tricks for weight loss or gain, get those from a nutritionalist or dietician.  This diary is gritty, mean, awkward with bad language, talks about the cause and effect this illness has on me,  mentally and physically, and no sugar coating...because anorexia nervosa is fucking serious and kills people.