who gets to define us, anyway?

“i’ve let things and people who are not me define me. i’ve let it happen for a long time. i took other people’s expectations of me and made them my own. at least, i took on what i thought their expectations were. i didn’t practice listening to myself. i didn’t learn how to be who i am. i wasn’t even sure how to figure that out.” Continue reading who gets to define us, anyway?

hydration is an annoyingly universal fix

“there’s a poster taped to the mirror on my bedroom dresser that lists ten steps to take if your depression is acting up; things you can do to help fight the beast. number one is “are you hydrated?”… is water really such a curative? why were our ancestors so much better at getting enough? part of it is marketing, i’m sure. Continue reading hydration is an annoyingly universal fix

my eating disorder rules, of which there are many

the rules are inflexible and keep me focused on my eating disorder. they’re designed to keep you trapped. it’s really hard to have independent thoughts that do not, in some way, circle back around to my ED. that bitch follows me everywhere. she is determined and persistent. Continue reading my eating disorder rules, of which there are many