Happiness is many things, chocolate included.

Chocolate and my eating disorder An eating disorder will eventually convince you that everything bar iceberg lettuce is fattening and therefore evil, but the first things to get placed on the chopping block are candies and sweets. How can you possibly think about eating chocolate when you’re so obviously, desperately in need of weight loss? In fact, now that you think about it, every chocolate … Continue reading Happiness is many things, chocolate included.

I’m technically depressed.

Mental illness is tidal. I’m depressed again. I didn’t notice until yesterday. I often don’t notice right away. It can take a bit to tease out the motivations behind my behaviours, especially when there are other challenges in my life. The grief I’m feeling since my mother’s death, and coming to terms with the new relationship with my aging father take a toll. People who … Continue reading I’m technically depressed.

Nihilism is almost never a good idea – an off-the-cuff joint.

I have no plan. I don’t think much about the future. Not about next week, or next month, or next year. I used to, many, many years ago. When I was a child and wanted to be an aerospace engineer. Or a biochemist. Or a surgeon. Back when I had plans for the future. But an eating disorder, though it taunts you with ideas of … Continue reading Nihilism is almost never a good idea – an off-the-cuff joint.

I didn’t have a career plan – an off-the-cuff joint.

I never really had a career plan. I didn’t have a life plan either. Most of what has happened to me feels accidental, things that happened along the way while I was pursuing my eating disorder, while I was living with mental illness. Plans were for later, when I was better, when I was perfect. But later almost never comes. Maybe that one time in … Continue reading I didn’t have a career plan – an off-the-cuff joint.