I have spent most of my life battling food in one manner or another. As a teen, the battle consisted of avoiding foods for the purpose of punishing myself. They say withholding food is an eating disorder and one that is about control. If that's true, then I was trying to control my perception of…
Continue reading ➞ Food Is Hard
My experience with depression is not sadness. In fact I don't feel sad at all. I just don't feel. There may be uncontrollable sobbing, loss of interest in things I once enjoyed, lack of motivation, finding it difficult to get going in the morning, or any time of day really. An inability to sleep through…
Continue reading ➞ ‘Til Hygiene Parts Us
Panic attacks. A demon in their own right. A painful knot in my stomach. Nausea. Heart racing. My chest. I cannot take a deep breath in. I can't breathe. I can't breathe. It is so tight. I can't breathe. Overwhelmed. I don't know what to do. My kids ask a question, "WHAT?" I snap. Everything…
Continue reading ➞ Love Will Voices: My Story
"There are some things people don't deserve to know about you." Said with love from my honey and rolling around in my brain for months. I have debated discussing this topic. It's been written in my head a dozen times. I have jotted down the gist on multiple occasions. Each time, I have scratched it…
Continue reading ➞ Idle of Despair
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