Thursday nights I watch Grey’s Anatomy; I’ve done so nearly every Thursday for the past fifteen years. I recently came to the conclusion that I don’t enjoy it as much as I used to. But I was in a mood and didn’t want to do anything but sit on the couch and watch television and it was Thursday, so what are you going to do? … Continue reading A few thoughts on pain voyeurism.
I find it frustrating that the things not in my control, aren’t in my control. If they were, it would make life so much easier. If I could just control all the random. If I could just control other people. If I could just control my body. Then life would be perfect. Everything would be the way I want it. And, modesty aside, I think … Continue reading The year of being a good person.
I’ve been thinking about my “who’s driving the bus” life analogy. It’s been on my mind because my bus is missing. That’s not symbolism, it’s a literal thing. The bus has left the building, or at least my office. The bus analogy is basically this: our lives are a bus ride. Life is better if we’re driving the bus and in charge of our lives. … Continue reading Making better fashion choices.
I made a vegetarian chili this weekend. I’m not sure how much actual cooking was involved. It was mostly opening cans and dumping them in a crock pot. True, I chopped up the onions and celery and added the spices. Perhaps I’ll call it “cooking-light”.
Still, it’s a step in the right direction, a step away from the way I currently eat.
Learning to eat in recovery is hard. An eating disorder takes away your ability to interact with food in a “normal” way. Food is either good or bad. Good food is low calorie and a high water content. Bad food is everything else…
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From Famine to Feast 