It’s a relief — not a victory.
Food is not going to fix dysfunctional thinking patterns or trauma we’ve experienced.
My children will learn other things besides chasing someone else’s idea of success.
The things left unsaid could fill volumes.
Because self-neglect is literally killing me.
What did he do wrong this time? (Part 2 of 3)
She always picked liars.
My daughters are my light in the darkness.
Confession of a recovering anorexic.
It’s about the doing, not the feeling.
You’re the adult. The onus is on you.
This is a letter I wrote to my ex-husband on the day we received our divorce decree.
The reality about my husband that hit me like a punch in the gut.
You have to do the work to detach… and that means taking responsibility.
There’s a lesson in here somewhere…
Fear means, “Do it”.