Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back – an off-the-cuff joint.

I’m curious. I’m curious about many things. I want to know about stuff. I always did. I was the kid that asked questions in class. A lot of questions. The best teachers are the ones who answer them. I want to know about things, and I want to know about people, though I notice I’m less curious about the latter once judgment and condemnation set … Continue reading Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back – an off-the-cuff joint.

The Art of Mindful Eating: MovingTowards a Sustainable Recovery

Why is eating so hard? Once upon a time, we ate according to hunger. We felt hungry, we communicated that fact, and our needs were met. I have no memory of that time, and it’s likely you don’t either – the training to ignore our biological cues starts young. Learning to control and redirect our biology is a good thing when it comes to toilet … Continue reading The Art of Mindful Eating: MovingTowards a Sustainable Recovery

Anecdotes, trivia, and Clavin – an off-the-cuff joint.

I like to read. I’ve always liked to read, and I read a lot. Even these days, when my brain is tired, and most of the book reading is rereading, I read a lot. Several hours are spent on it every day, and no, I’m not including the reading one does while death-scrolling through social media. I read sections of several newspapers every day. I … Continue reading Anecdotes, trivia, and Clavin – an off-the-cuff joint.

Let’s break bread, an off-the-cuff joint.

To cook, or to not cook, that’s the question. Once upon a time, I liked cooking. Before the eating disorder tentacled it’s way into everything, I quite enjoyed it. I liked trying new things. I liked feeding other people. It’s harder with an eating disorder, if only because people ask why you aren’t eating, or why your food is different. So, I started cooking less. … Continue reading Let’s break bread, an off-the-cuff joint.