I was eleven when the eating disorder that had been stalking me succeeded in capture. Eleven years old and convinced that all the wrong feelings, fears, and insecurities would vanish if I could just get thin enough for perfection and protection. I knew I would be proud of myself when that day came, and why not? Who wouldn’t love perfection? I was promised a multimodal … Continue reading Embracing eating disorder recovery.
How do you feel about guilt? I’m not a fan, but it’s useful when it’s not overly abundant. Too bad too much is so often. What’s guilt got to do with it? I call myself the Queen of Guilt though I’m aware there are pretenders to the throne. Guilt is among the most ubiquitous of our emotions. We start feeling guilty young and we keep … Continue reading Got Guilt?
I don’t have a list of rules for living kicking about the house, though I do have “The Desiderata” hanging on a wall in the garage. I just try to do the right thing. That’s it. “Do the right thing” is the principle that defines how I try to live. I don’t always do it well: my PTSD is currently active and what that looks … Continue reading Do the right thing – an off-the-cuff joint.
I turned fifty-four this year in June and last week I started teaching myself to skateboard. I’ve always wanted to do it, and I’ve always been too scared. It’s odd – I’m fine on scooters, and I have good balance – I can hold a tree pose for minutes. But skateboards have remained a never. They wobbled so; I felt moments away from a fracture. … Continue reading If not now, when? -an off-the-cuff joint.
From Famine to Feast 