Talking to the house.
I like the delete button. It solves the anxiety that comes when a piece is out of control and heading off the rails. I couldn’t make it do what I wanted. It was a literary teenager, all sulky and willful. Select all and goodbye. I don’t want to write about the arguments I have with my eating disorder on the semiregular. A quick survey of … Continue reading Talking to the house.
Finding Balance, Turning Away From Distractions, and Saying “Yes” to Healing With Emily Formea
Originally posted on Believing Beautiful:
Eeeek! I have so many beautiful things to share with you guys today. One of them being, my lovely friend Emily Formea. Emily is a 24 year old who grew up in Alton, IL and now lives in Boston, MA. She is an Author, Podcaster, Content Creator, YouTuber, and Coach who specializes in eating disorders and eating disorder recovery. On… Continue reading Finding Balance, Turning Away From Distractions, and Saying “Yes” to Healing With Emily Formea
Survivor
Originally posted on Stoner on a rollercoaster:
Another pebble hurled at her So casually Like they toss pebbles In a pond And watch ripples blooming Just for amusement She catches it Tucks it in her pocket And pulls her shawl Tight around her Like it was a metal armor With a heavier pocket Firmer swaddle And faster steps She hastens back home On broken pavements… Continue reading Survivor
Karmic anvils.
I try to be a good person. It’s not always easy: I’m a little bit evil. Not evil-evil. Not “enslave a race and destroy an old-growth forest” or “bring back bell-bottoms” evil. I’m more “scathing social media comment” evil. I’m Twitter-mean-evil. Still, the zingers burn my soul. They bring existential angst. Can I call myself a good person if I mock an obvious racist’s grammar … Continue reading Karmic anvils.
