I’m depression-tired. It’s
different from regular tired. I didn’t wear out my body with activity or my
mind with inputs. I’m tired in my soul.
There’s an element of self-pity and
petulance to the resurgence. “This? Again? Seriously? Not fair.” Continue reading Battle Fatigue and a Papilloma.
We tend to inertia,
a curious feature in a species
so dedicated to evolution;
personal and political,
spiritual and sociological…
Continue reading We tend to inertia.
I’m frightened of fear. I’m terrified of being afraid. Fear is one of the big eating disorder drivers. Fear of getting fat. Fear of being insufficient. Fear of not being enough. Fear of failing at my eating disorder and feeling all those fears. Fears that were unexamined and unrealistic… Continue reading Frightened of fear.
People like to call you selfish when you aren’t doing what they want. It causes a conundrum. You need to think of yourself, to take care of yourself, but when does doing so cross the line into selfishness? When do you get to put yourself first? It’s a question I’ve been struggling with… Continue reading Is it selfish?
From Famine to Feast 