Living life with mental illness. Living life post eating disorder. Living life.
(November 29, 2017) A guarantee: if the sentence starts with "you should just," what comes after nothing you want to hear. "Should" is on the evil side. “Just” implies an ease of execution that's often disconnected from reality. When you put them together, they create a phrase guaranteed to generate misery. It's a safe bet... Continue Reading →
(November 15, 2017) Recovering from an eating disorder is hard work. Recovery is a daily slog, tiring as hell, and the desire to quit the second you start is ever-present. Complaining reminds me that I’m blessed: I'm still here. Too many others I’ve known and cared for haven't been as lucky. Unfortunately, it also sets... Continue Reading →
(November 12, 2017) Trigger warning: blunt discussion of eating disorder behaviors. My history with hotel rooms is complicated. They’re great when I’m on vacation with others. I have other hotel stories in my past, however. I don’t like revisiting my past, but I’m learning that if I don’t own it, forgive myself for it, and... Continue Reading →
(November 5, 2017) Trigger warning: moderately graphic eating disorder references. In the storage banks of my mind, where the memories of a thousand episodes of bingeing and purging live, one in particular jumps to the front of the flashback queue. There are other episodes, worse and more deadly, but it's this one from my second... Continue Reading →
From Famine to Feast. 