Good boundaries. I didn’t grow up with good boundaries. There are reasons for that: My son, on the other hand, has great boundaries. He has great boundaries for the same reason he’s not frightened of spiders – I raised him that way. Teaching him to have good boundaries was a deliberate act. We all want our children to have what we didn’t. By the time … Continue reading We Need Roots, Wings, and Boundaries.
Chocolate and my eating disorder An eating disorder will eventually convince you that everything bar iceberg lettuce is fattening and therefore evil, but the first things to get placed on the chopping block are candies and sweets. How can you possibly think about eating chocolate when you’re so obviously, desperately in need of weight loss? In fact, now that you think about it, every chocolate … Continue reading Happiness is many things, chocolate included.
1 – Shopping abstinence I have too much stuff. Most of us do – it’s a requirement of the age. Think of our economies as Great White sharks. If they stop swimming, they die. Our version of capitalism runs similarly; for “swimming” substitute “buying.” [1] I don’t love it. I don’t love the mountains of stuff that clutter my life. I don’t love the generalized … Continue reading No more non-essential shopping.
I’m a comparative individual. I compare myself with others constantly. Both my mother and grandmother were judgmental people, commenting on others across nearly all metrics, on everything from appearance to behaviour to employment to belief systems. And although my mother did it to a lesser degree and with more grace than my grandmother, hearing others being judged and fond wanting on a regular basis takes … Continue reading I’m fond of external scaffolding, it helps keep me organized – an off-the-cuff joint.
From Famine to Feast. 