I had plans for the beginning of August that didn’t include chaos. I was thinking maybe camping. The chaos isn’t originating with me this time, though I come to it easily enough; it’s coming from my daughter’s. She is ready to pull the trigger and leave the abusive relationship she’s in, which is fabulous news. She’s going to be moving into my home with my … Continue reading The Best Laid Plans…an off-the-cuff joint.
The finish line. July has come to an end, and so has my commitment to 30-Soft, the plan I decided to follow to kick myself out of an extended period of stalled ennui. It was a simple plan, on paper, and the changes didn’t seem too onerous: follow a healthy eating plan; drink enough water; exercise at least twice a day, once outside; read at … Continue reading Endings and Continuations: Finishing 30-Soft, and What Happens Next
I I eat a lot of fruits and vegetables, and this has been true for most of my life. I’ve never been a huge fan of meat. It’s mostly the taste, though the eating disorder also made it about the calories. On the other hand, I can’t think of a single fruit or vegetable I’ve tried that I’ve disliked, though some I perhaps wouldn’t put … Continue reading Fruits, Vegetables, and Eating Disorder Recovery
I’m a comparative individual. I compare myself with others constantly. Both my mother and grandmother were judgmental people, commenting on others across nearly all metrics, on everything from appearance to behaviour to employment to belief systems. And although my mother did it to a lesser degree and with more grace than my grandmother, hearing others being judged and fond wanting on a regular basis takes … Continue reading I’m fond of external scaffolding, it helps keep me organized – an off-the-cuff joint.
From Famine to Feast. 