Sunday school is a long time ago, but some things stick with you. Music especially welds itself into my brain, never to be released. This was a good thing when I was performing in various choirs, but annoying when I make myself porridge and the Quaker Oats “we’re going to make a hot cereal lover out of you” ditty starts playing in my brain. Music … Continue reading I’ve got that joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart.
We read “Treasure Island” by Robert Louis Stevenson in grade seven. I loved that book. I think I might read it again. Anyhow, part of the assignment was to make a treasure map. You were to incorporate details from the book and make it look authentic. I drew mine on the back of a brown paper grocery bag. After it was done, my parents helped … Continue reading Treasures lost.
The new year always turns me into a cow – I ruminate. Thoughts of this, that, and the other drift across my consciousness, but at this time of year, I tend to focus on the past. Maybe it’s the dark? I’ve been taking an online course about brain development. It has a particular focus on problems that can arise during child development if there is … Continue reading Memories.
Eating disorders are addiction adjacent. [i] Some people consider eating disorders to be addiction-proper. They follow that model at my last inpatient centre. It does tick a lot of the boxes. It’s beyond our control, for sure. And some of the recovery steps for addiction work well with an ED. I found pursuing them during my last inpatient stay quite helpful. Fearless inventory? Sure, why … Continue reading How are you brave – eating disorder recovery.
From Famine to Feast. 