A new post about status updates.
I have a post about Facebook nearly ready to go: this isn’t that one. This is also written in the app, so the potential for massive numbers of errors is making me anxious. I’m sorry in advance for those that will inevitably show up. When I win the lottery, I’m renewing my subscription to Grammarly. I’m sorry too to the people I follow and normally … Continue reading A new post about status updates.
Spring cleaning and mental health.
I like spring cleaning. Not the cleaning part, per se. That part is less than thrilling: the first thing that happens after I win the lottery is the hiring of someone to clean my homes. Okay, maybe the third thing after vacation and real estate moguldom. But since neither dusting nor vacuuming makes me rapturous, domestic duties will get farmed out right quick. The organizing … Continue reading Spring cleaning and mental health.
What if you could?
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. And while my bulimia hides its secrets like a fairy ring, it lives and dies by rules. The list of things you can’t do is not only legion … Continue reading What if you could?
Did you think adulting would give you answers?
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 you are “organized” like me. If something isn’t in its … Continue reading Did you think adulting would give you answers?
From Famine to Feast 