I eat mostly intuitively. I move my body almost every day. And here’s a snapshot of said body. My BMI says I’m obese. My belly looks lumpy and it is the antithesis of flat. Agree to disagree but I have no intention of losing weight or even trying to change my shape. Because something deep…
Continue reading ➞ Body Balance
When I was a teen I spent hours connecting to dial up internet on our single family computer and scouring whatever search engine came with circa 1998 for inspirational quotes. I then printed out those quotes and pasted them in a spiral notebook that I would thumb through on the regular. Like a caveman. But,…
Following the 2016 election, two friend’s wives embarked on a #stophate t-shirt campaign that would eventually lead to the formation of Love Will Foundation. It would seem that year unleashed a global can of worms that has since triggered an unending slew of “da fuq is happening?” type unprecedented world events. Looking back, I think…
Continue reading ➞ Finding Hope
I’m not a DIY kinda gal.I’m a buy it already ready to display and on sale kinda gal. I’m not a make it from scratch to take to a potluck or holiday gathering kinda gal.I’m a buy it pre-made or- ok-I’ll semi homemake it if I must kinda gal. I’m not a meal planner kinda…
When my husband and I first started dating we were out at some generic restaurant chatting the night away. In between bites of food I remember looking across the way and seeing an elderly couple eating their meal in complete and utter silence. At that moment I thought to myself, “I hope that is never…
Continue reading ➞ Silent Night
Therapy day. Something that we don’t talk about often is how hard therapy is because God, it can be hard. Working through trauma will gut you and challenge you and leave you questioning if healing is not just possible but if it is actually worth it. I always liken therapy days to peeling the layers…
I’ve never been good at absolutes like getting on my mat every morning. I can usually talk myself out of things that make me feel better by explaining them away as a need for rest. I’m not gonna lie, it’s been difficult to discern whether I need rest or if my depression is keeping me…
Continue reading ➞ Proactive Prevention
I get skiddish when I meet new people and then we become Facebook friends -mostly because I go and friend ‘em on Facebook. I suppose that makes me a bit of a massichist but let’s put a pin in that for now. I also find myself uncomfortable when my co-existing online and real life friends…
Continue reading ➞ No Shame in My Depression Game
My goal in my day to day has always been to have nothing to do which is different than doing nothing and if you get that then you get me. Anyway. In order to achieve my daily goal I have always rushed through my to-do’s to get to the glorious nothing to do and let…
Continue reading ➞ Take Up Time
Sometimes- okay a lot of times- I see beautiful women with curves in all the right places and I think “maybe I should try harder to look like that” and then I remember that I did try hard to look like that and while I had a “she didn’t let herself go” figure, I had…
Continue reading ➞ This and That
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