I know exactly what you mean. It’s like there’s a safety valve that is missing in some people’s cognitions, so they aren’t able to properly filtrate the information they’re receiving. For example, I go to a yoga class three times a week. I do it for fitness and to destress, and the class is mostly that, but it does…

“someone’s recovery tactic or post can just as easily be somebody else’s trigger”

I’m endlessly fascinated by people who join cults. Much of this is because I’m a pretty hardcore non-joiner. I’m not lonely, or isolated. But the ideas of 1) submitting my mind to someone else and 2) having to be around other people all of the time are abhorrent to me. I’m not better than anyone, but every time I see…

I think Raniere sounds like he was a scammer from jump. Wasn’t he running an MLM?

I thought Nexium was always a scam? Like an MLM organization selling empowerment for a few hundred bucks a pop?

Don’t all celebrities do that? They all love to talk about their protein powder smoothies, claim that five almonds is a satisfying snack and work out non-stop. 

Not sure about Keith Raniere but there were red flags about Jim Jones from his childhood. He loved animals and loved to “play church” by conducting funerals for pets, but he also cruelly experimented on animals with a junior medical kit and starved them. He was hungry for power and attention, and had a lot of…

See and that could very well be it...that the Rainiers and Jones’ of the world are narcissists and sociopaths who embark upon these endeavors as a form of self validation, espousing the kinds of ideas that appeal to people looking for meaning in their lives, and then they use that opportunity to exploit and to take…

I used to wonder that too but I started thinking like they’re no different than the abusive ex-boyfriend who pretended to be good to get you to like him & turned into a monster later. He knew he couldn’t reveal his true identity because he knew you wouldn’t accept him. And the fact that he can change his character is…

You know what interests me about cults?  How they all start off as pretty well meaning endeavors, but then somewhere along the way they start to veer more and more from the original intent, into deeper and darker and more perverse realms.  For instance, you look at Jim Jones and the People’s Temple, and when he…

This is a lot like the emo/self-harm/depressive community of the LJ/early Tumblr years. Sure, you’re not saying this is AWESOME and FUN and EVERYONE SHOULD DO IT, but you’re still promoting a sense of community, and most of all, enabling behaviors. Support is one thing, but meme blogs tend to almost glorify the…

Yeah...that’s the real problem. You lose the weight and hit the goal and are still miserable and unhappy with your body so you move the goalpost. Because your weight was never actually the real problem. (Saying you in the general sense, not you specifically). It really is so awful.

you never hit that goal though. i am thankfully recovered from anorexia, but when i was deep in it, every time i hit my goal, i would just move it lower. i was getting into double digits (at 5'6) and still kept moving it  downwards. inpatient treatment was the only thing that worked for me, and will likely be the only…

I agree, the woman who was not going to try to recover until she hit her goal weight made me so sad. Hopefully her goal weight isn’t too low. 

I can understand people needing a space where they can talk about something that is widely considered to be shameful with people who understand. That part I get. Goal weight setting and the memes here aren’t that. They aren’t poking fun at their own misery, they are celebrating it while pretending not to. This is so…

As someone who lived there for 11 years and spent the last four plotting my escape, I kinda get it. If you’re not the type who buys into the NYC myth, then it’s as easy to get bored there as anywhere else. You have to find the place that works for you.

I am shocked Instagram was not mentioned in this post.

Due to Westeros’ horrific healthcare apparatus, all the remaining humans die of Measles and the direwolves take over the continent, like dingoes in Australia.

The Night King returns and says “surprise bitches!” and turns them all into ice zombies.

Danny and Jon both run to the Throne and try to sit on it at the same time.  The both fall off and end up sitting the floor.  Danny smiles, says “Oh, you...”, Jon shrugs and smiles, then the theme from Growing Pains plays.  Fin.