Wen A.

“I have over a decade’s worth of eating disorder experience at this point. There were the anorexic years, the binge-eating ones, and the current bulimic ones. The more experience I’ve got, the more I recognize that the body is hardly a reliable reflection of what’s going on inside it. My body has fluctuated frequently and drastically throughout this decade, and no matter how it’s fluctuated, no matter whether my body is a kids’ size 10 slim or an adult size 6, I’ve had an issue underneath it. People don’t seem to get that unless they have a history with eating disorders. People seem to assign thin with “good,” heavy with “bad,” and too thin also with “bad.” There’s such a small window of “good.” It’s a window that I currently fall into, even though my habits are so far from good. I’m abusing my body every day. I’m miserable. I’m depleted. And yet the compliments keep pouring in.”
― Jennette McCurdy, I'm Glad My Mom Died

“Why do we romanticize the dead? Why can't we be honest about them? Especially moms. They're the most romanticized of anyone.

Moms are saints, angels by merely existing. NO ONE could possibly understand what it's like to be a mom. Men will never understand. Women with no children will never understand. No one buts moms know the hardship of motherhood, and we non-moms must heap nothing but praise upon moms because we lowly, pitiful non-moms are mere peasants compared to the goddesses we call mothers.”
― Jennette McCurdy, I'm Glad My Mom Died

“Everything he has learned tells him to leave; Everything he has wished for tells him to stay.”
― Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

“Shame plays a huge part in why you hate who you are. For me, a girl surrounded by sexual abuse, and being a girl filled with shame, was no fun. It looked like a boy had things much better, and better is what I wanted. I went to sleep dreaming and wishing when I woke up I would be a boy.”
― Angel Ploetner, Who Am I? Dissociative Identity Disorder Survivor