Habits are a two-edged sword. They aren’t great if they keep us small, or cause distress. Much space is given to discussing the impacts of bad habits and the benefits of quitting them. Much space is given to writings about freeing oneself from their hold and its rut. Leaving harmful habits behind does improve one’s life – my only quitting smoking regret is that I … Continue reading Habits, bedspreads, and mattress pads.
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.
Why is eating so hard? Once upon a time, we ate according to hunger. We felt hungry, we communicated that fact, and our needs were met. I have no memory of that time, and it’s likely you don’t either – the training to ignore our biological cues starts young. Learning to control and redirect our biology is a good thing when it comes to toilet … Continue reading The Art of Mindful Eating: MovingTowards a Sustainable Recovery
To cook, or to not cook, that’s the question. Once upon a time, I liked cooking. Before the eating disorder tentacled it’s way into everything, I quite enjoyed it. I liked trying new things. I liked feeding other people. It’s harder with an eating disorder, if only because people ask why you aren’t eating, or why your food is different. So, I started cooking less. … Continue reading Let’s break bread, an off-the-cuff joint.
From Famine to Feast 