The Sofa Revolution

Maybe, in my own small way I'm leading a rebellion. From my living room. Rebelling against the beliefs that kept me sick, trapped, and suffering my whole life. Rebelling against my illness telling me differently. A middle finger in the air to the toxic "rest is for the weak" messages. Maybe there's a good reason it's uncomfortable.

The Ride

So I recently finished a body image support group and had to go in for a general post-program check-in. I'm doing everything I'm supposed to. Honestly! I'm eating well and regularly, using skills, and establishing a somewhat balanced routine. I'm ticking all the right boxes and getting pats on the back ... but part of [...]

I didn’t know it at the time, but this is why I stuck around. To feel the warmth of the setting sun bathe my skin. To drive home from dinner with a great friend with the windows down, a stomach full of spinach dip, and a heart full of love. Not to know where the [...]

Steady as She Goes

Hi everyone! Sorry for being relatively inactive on this blog for a while. I actually still have several topics lined-up that I'm keen to write about, but I keep doubting myself and my "right" to discuss complicated issues. My inner saboteur (as RuPaul would call it) has been acting up. So in the spirit of [...]