The queen of multitasking.
I used to be the queen of multitasking. I was an expert at juggling. I was a working single mom and I could do it all… Continue reading The queen of multitasking.
Tag: anxiety
Seeing signs.
I’m not a believer in all things metaphysical but I’m not a non-believer, either.
I used to have a more developed spiritual side. I used to see God in the details. I looked for fairies under the mushrooms. I gave reverence to the moon and to her cycles. I was pretty sure I could feel people’s auras when I dowsed with my crystal pendulums.
But I stopped. I pulled back from my spiritual side and immersed myself in science and logic… Continue reading Seeing signs.
The body you have to live with.
A friend posted a meme on Facebook that caught my eye. It stated, “You can never truly feel at home in a body you view as temporary.” She prefaced the post with the following question:
“What if the body you have today is the one you have to live with?”
Continue reading The body you have to live with.
An eating disorder is a structure.
An eating disorder is a destructive thing but also helpful in an odd, dysfunctional way. It acts as a kind of support structure. It’s scaffolding. It’s the glue that holds everything together when the emotions seem too difficult to manage. It locks up the pain, the misery, the anxiety, the inferiority complex, the self-hatred and all the neuroses and keeps them barricaded away so you don’t have to deal with bad feelings… Continue reading An eating disorder is a structure.
From Famine to Feast 