Tag Archives: eating disorders

Can I write this?

I’ve been feeling guilty and anxious all day. For many reasons…. one of them being what I wrote last night. So instead of fighting the urge to go back and delete, or edit to make the picture more flattering, I … Continue reading

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On “How to Disappear Completely”

There are so many things that we don’t know about eating disorders. Culture? Society? Biology? Genetics? I have been obsessively searching for the “why” for nearly ten years. Society on the one hand makes sense to me. Just look at … Continue reading

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The Trap

The trap is thinking that having horrible scary thoughts makes me a horrible scary person. The trap is believing that what I think and feel is reality. The tricky part is that the fear, anxiety, terror, shame– all of these … Continue reading

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Progress

When I was 17, I was required to go to a psycho-educational support group. My memories of these weekly summer evenings is almost non-existent. I have a few images, mostly from a bird’s-eye, depersonalized vantage point. A bunch of teenage … Continue reading

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Perfect Girls, Starving Daughters

I just finished reading Perfect Girls, Starving Daughters by Courtney E. Martin. Read it. I don’t care who you are out there, read it. Especially read it if you are a young woman. Or you’re a mother. Or you have … Continue reading

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Freezing

Starting anything is always the hardest part. I’ve noticed over the last few years, though, that sometimes I feel stuck and immobile in a way that doesn’t seem, for want of a more nuanced term, ‘normal’. Ripping off the band-aid … Continue reading

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Accepting ickiness: also, because sometimes this is what it looks like in my head

The Guest House This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them all! Even if they are a crowd … Continue reading

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