The fight many face everyday against eating disorders, depression, and anxiety resonates with me. The current pro-ana culture very close to sucked me in with its fiendish glamour and the best response I can think of is to respond in kind. That said-
Supposedly beautiful words, a hopeful message, but behind- The truth. Nothing against Coldplay, I’m sure they didn’t originally mean the lyrics as they’ve become, but this phrase is a mantra for the obsessively self-hating pro-ana community. I just wanted to present the words along with the actual end goal.
There is nothing glamorous about death.