If we are friends, this is for you.
Most of the quantifiable things we use to make ourselves feel better subtract from the things that make us better.
We don’t expect ghost stories to make sense. Neither do eating disorders. That’s not the point of either thing.
Opinion: I don’t think one-sided love is as uncommon and embarrassing as people think.
I should be proud to love my body, but I’m not 100% there.
Before: I calibrate my childhood in calories consumed, in weight watcher’s points, in pounds. I know there were numbers associated with this before they stuck. My body is a battleground … Continue reading An Autobiography in Pounds
Music pulses the path to the crowded house. A sweaty palm clings to the bottle of wine embarrassingly purchased at World Market so I wouldn’t arrive empty-handed. I feel like … Continue reading Am I a Loser for Going to the Party Alone?
I say yes to everything but myself. My boundaries exist like an erased pencil line. I march through life as a strong independent woman, and yet, my stride stumbles whenever … Continue reading I Suck at My Own Boundaries
The story of a young woman and her body. Please be aware sensitive and mature content is discussed within this post.
Your disregard for my safety is an act of violence.