This song really speaks to me and my struggles with an ED. I know that's not what he's writing about, but bare with me... I feel like he's me and instead of talking to Chelsea Lynn or w/e, he's talking with the eating disorder.
When it all started, it was about perfection and prettiness. Sort of and I was proud of ALL my new bones just poking through the skin. I thought they were beautiful, dainty, feminine. Now, as I sit here after a pretty defeating binge, it's no longer something I can control. I wish that I wasn't "betrayed by these bones." And because this is the standard of beauty; I still secretly feel that I'm winning. Sometimes when I've restricted a meal to <120 calories or take off my clothes to bathe and I see my spinal cord etc. I touch back with reality.
Any who haven't slept and my hormones are off...
But the lines, "My bones are wrong sometimes; Sometimes my bones are wrong" really resonates with me, because sometimes, regardless of how beautiful I feel in skinny sizes or people in awe of my thinness. Sometimes, it's not right and I'm imprisoned by this. Followed by the very last, "Oh, I know I'm not leaving; Oh, I know I believe it and so do my bones." The worst part is, I can't escape this prison and maybe I love the skinniness so much that I won't ever stop this and abandon what I'm doing to stay this way. Hence, I know I'm not leaving and so do my bones.
Thanks for providing such a personal and interesting take on the song.
As you point out, he's clearly not talking to an ED, but the lines are eerily resonant with the subject. Especially this part:
If I let myself be swept away to sea
I would cry out to tell you
But you’d not be there
I would cry out to tell you
But you wouldn’t care
Thanks for providing such a personal and interesting take on the song.
As you point out, he's clearly not talking to an ED, but the lines are eerily resonant with the subject. Especially this part:
If I let myself be swept away to sea
I would cry out to tell you
But you’d not be there
I would cry out to tell you
But you wouldn’t care
This song really speaks to me and my struggles with an ED. I know that's not what he's writing about, but bare with me... I feel like he's me and instead of talking to Chelsea Lynn or w/e, he's talking with the eating disorder.
When it all started, it was about perfection and prettiness. Sort of and I was proud of ALL my new bones just poking through the skin. I thought they were beautiful, dainty, feminine. Now, as I sit here after a pretty defeating binge, it's no longer something I can control. I wish that I wasn't "betrayed by these bones." And because this is the standard of beauty; I still secretly feel that I'm winning. Sometimes when I've restricted a meal to <120 calories or take off my clothes to bathe and I see my spinal cord etc. I touch back with reality.
Any who haven't slept and my hormones are off...
But the lines, "My bones are wrong sometimes; Sometimes my bones are wrong" really resonates with me, because sometimes, regardless of how beautiful I feel in skinny sizes or people in awe of my thinness. Sometimes, it's not right and I'm imprisoned by this. Followed by the very last, "Oh, I know I'm not leaving; Oh, I know I believe it and so do my bones." The worst part is, I can't escape this prison and maybe I love the skinniness so much that I won't ever stop this and abandon what I'm doing to stay this way. Hence, I know I'm not leaving and so do my bones.
Thanks for providing such a personal and interesting take on the song. As you point out, he's clearly not talking to an ED, but the lines are eerily resonant with the subject. Especially this part: If I let myself be swept away to sea I would cry out to tell you But you’d not be there I would cry out to tell you But you wouldn’t care
Thanks for providing such a personal and interesting take on the song. As you point out, he's clearly not talking to an ED, but the lines are eerily resonant with the subject. Especially this part: If I let myself be swept away to sea I would cry out to tell you But you’d not be there I would cry out to tell you But you wouldn’t care
I hope you're doing better since your post.
I hope you're doing better since your post.