The healing of (passive aggressive) wounds.

I haven’t spent a day without at least one open wound on my person since I was nineteen, usually on my face. My work on eating disorder recovery is going well, but learning not to cut obsessively at the “imperfections” on my face is harder. [i] A combination of things led to the pattern of behaviour that doctors and other smart people now want to … Continue reading The healing of (passive aggressive) wounds.

Eating disorders destroy the gut.

* Eating disorders are easily-triggered bastards. I’ve realized that this is because it doesn’t want me to have information that might help. Articles and stories about eating disorder recovery tend to make those of us suffering very uncomfortable. I often called “bullshit” on the information within. I also didn’t sit with uncomfortable feelings well. It would lead to an increase in anxiety and an explosion … Continue reading Eating disorders destroy the gut.

Quit smoking or don’t, time marches on.

I quit smoking two years ago yesterday. It seems both longer and like no time at all. I’m not an ex-smoker who misses it. Though I’d tried before August 2020 to quit and had been unsuccessful, this time it took. I quit and didn’t look back. I wore the patch for a few days, had a few low-level cravings, and that was it. I worried … Continue reading Quit smoking or don’t, time marches on.

Reblog: I don’t want to get better, I want to be better.

I also want to be able to edit the header typeface in Word Perfect. Just saying. I’m not writing much yet. Physical and mental burnout takes a while to come back from, even without the addition of an awakened case of PTSD. On the bright side, I’m enjoying another summer heat wave without air conditioning or an in-ground pool. I must get around to winning … Continue reading Reblog: I don’t want to get better, I want to be better.