Flashing back – an off-the-cuff joint.

I’ve added a new page to my blog. I’m going to be putting all my eating disorder posts on one, easy-to-ignore page. I can’t believe I haven’t over-organized my page before now. So many sub-categories are pending. I also can’t believe I started. It’s going to be a big job. I’m coming up on my six-year Word Press anniversary and I’ve concluded that I write … Continue reading Flashing back – an off-the-cuff joint.

To get started, to end the year.

We’re in that weird calendar no man’s land, the bit of untime that exists between Christmas and New Year’s. The December holidays are winding down, but the end of the year approaches, so starting anything major (or minor) feels pointless. As is tradition, I find myself at sixes and sevens. Nothing feels quite right. Christmas was its usual let-down, as it must be given the … Continue reading To get started, to end the year.

I think well when I putter.

I’m good at avoidance. I should be – I’ve had a lifetime of practice. What’s an eating disorder if not an attempt to escape from an unpalatable reality? Are there palatable realities? I’m starting to doubt it. My reality has been unpleasant of late. Unpleasant and challenging. It’s been a year. A year of surgeries, cancers, near-death experiences, hospital stays, and mental and emotional angst. … Continue reading I think well when I putter.