I'm all for promoting good mental and physical health, but it appears our current standards are at odds for both. So yes, it might be safer for people to pursue a more realistic ideal that doesn't take us as far away from who we truly are or what our body naturally wants to do, but if we leave the decision in someone else's hands, we will forever be surrendering our own power.
Tag: love
22 Things I Learned About Myself in 22 Years
I turned 22 at the end of June. I've been reflecting a lot (as per usual) and decided to write a post collecting a number of (mostly) important things I've come to know about myself over these twenty-two years. Interestingly, a lot of this self-discovery came about in the past two years. What has been [...]
Cake
I don't think it's a coincidence that travelling feels much better when you're not all-consumed by an eating disorder...because I guess life life does in general. The first few days of this trip (to Iceland!) have already been an opportunity for me to reflect on how much things have changed - and how much damn [...]
I define me
Hi everyone! Ages ago I mentioned that I became an an ambassador for Project I Define Me but I haven't spoken about it since. So here's my shameless little plug - featuring a silly photo I took with self timer on my camera... that is definitely not my favourite. I'm not selling anything I promise! [...]
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 [...]
Not all Discomfort is Created Equal
Now if you didn't already know, I'm a sucker for a good list (or any itemized index that allows me hold onto the fleeting notion that there's some semblance of order or logic in my life) but I'm sitting here looking at my agenda of counselling "homework" and dreading having to sequentially confront my own [...]
I don't know that I'll ever be fully satisfied with what I write. I also don't know that it's important for why I write in the first place. I might not always love the end product, or think everyone else will too, but the process of putting words to what's going on often helps. This [...]
