Living life with mental illness. Living life post eating disorder. Living life.
An eating disorder is like a mushroom. What you see is only a piece: the interesting stuff happens below the surface. [i] It would be better if an eating disorder was like a parfait. Everybody loves parfait. Everybody loves recovery. Just saying. And while my bulimia hides its secrets like a fairy ring, it lives... Continue Reading →
An “off-the-cuff” entry. It’s been a while. [i] I started today with a near-panic attack which sounds like a good thing to everyone who doesn’t suffer from panic attacks. “Near” is still gross. I couldn’t find my purse this morning. I wanted yesterday’s receipts to record in my ledger. [ii] This is the problem when... Continue Reading →
Compliance. A noun. The practice of obeying rules or requests of those in authority. To comply. The verb. To obey the rule or request. Compliant. The adjective. The quality of being too willing to obey the rules or agree to requests in hopes that it will get you the desired result. It won’t and if... Continue Reading →
They always seem odd to me, the women who give away the right to control their bodies to men who don't have their best interests or their backs. But indoctrination is a powerful thing and fundamentalism needs to keep women subordinate if it is to work. John Pavlovitz (the link below) sums it up well:... Continue Reading →
From Famine to Feast. 