I take things very personally. I’m oversensitive and I have a tendency to overreact to statements that on examination are utterly benign. I have bad ears. I hear criticism and judgement and condemnation in the mildest of comments. It makes me defensive and impedes conversation; often, it’s over nothing at all… Continue reading It’s not personal.
It’s not other people’s job to identify my boundaries, it’s my job to make them clear.
It’s not other people’s job to monitor my boundaries, it’s my responsibility to enforce them.
I hate the truth in those statements…
Continue reading Guard your own borders.
“It’s New Year’s Day again. Its arrival surprised me this year, a fact I attribute to the chaos that has enveloped my household this holiday season.
It’s not been easy…”
Continue reading once more into the fray
“Eating disorders are hell and they are full-time. They don’t take days off. They don’t give you a break. They’re always there, lurking, talking to you, telling you how awful you are, how much of a failure. How you have nothing to offer because you aren’t perfect yet. You aren’t thin enough…” Continue reading a box of chocolates – trigger warning
From Famine to Feast 