The rules of genie interaction are “simple and finite” – no wishing for more wishes. And, thanks to the Aladdin twist, we also know about not wishing to be a genie: “Phenomenal cosmic powers, itty bitty living space.” No one wants to live in a lamp. Not even the I Dream of Jeannie one. Though free and fully furnished is a nice option. And she … Continue reading No Wishing For More Wishes
Until quite recently, I was afraid to eat a lot of things. I didn’t reintroduce banned foods back into regular rotation. I struggled to accept a different body. What if I got fat and bad things happened? But bad things happen regardless of weight. I knew that, but I didn’t know it if you know what I mean. But things have changed fundamentally of … Continue reading The Life Cycle of an Eating Disorder, and My Recovery So Far, part two.
There are some beautiful, knowledgeable posts up about St. Paddy’s Day and the different celebrations that abound. There are probably ones teaching a bit about the day as well. This isn’t one of those. I know very little besides the demand to wear green. I have a legitimate claim to the day – great-grandma on my dad’s side was Irish, and his mother, though raised … Continue reading Happy St. Patrick’s Day – an off-the-cuff joint.
TW: frank talk about mental illness, cutting, blood Body dysmorphia My obsession with my appearance began young, but self-mutilation only started in my twenties. It was tied to my eating disorder – cutting and picking at my face were part of my bulimic process – but it’s also an entity of its own and hasn’t stopped with my eating disorder recovery, though it’s significantly less … Continue reading Body dysmorphic disorder (BDD)
From Famine to Feast. 