Hey hey hey! In an ironic twist of fate I have ANOTHER Genevieve guest posting today. I guess we Genevieves of the world have a lot to say! As many of my readers know, I have struggled on and off with anorexia since 1996 so eating disorders and body positivity are topics near and dear to my… Continue reading Guest Post : Self Love & Recovery
I’ve been 152 lbs and I’ve been 93lbs and all kinds of weights in between. I’ve had a body strong enough to run a half marathon and bust out a 6:47 mile on 93 degree day. I’ve had a body so weak and in pain my husband had to help me get dressed and then… Continue reading This body is a lesson
Sunday afternoon during my ketamine infusion, the wonderful man Robert who brings 3 east their meals stopped by my room to see what I might be able to eat for dinner. He is quite possibly one of my favorite employees at UVA Hospital and every time I am admitted I am so excited to see him because… Continue reading i haunt myself. i heal myself.
A few weeks ago a brave friend admitted on instagram that she still struggles with wanting to be thinner even though she is “body positive“. She admitted several truths in her post that rang true to me, this one in particular spoke to me the most: “I think about my size more than I care to… Continue reading there’s no wrong way to have a body: body positivity, disability, & why it’s ok if you still feel fat some days.
This is a series of creative writing on how I developed anorexia at age 12. You can read part one here and part two here. June finally ended and by mid July it was more than obvious I was deeply depressed and had immersed myself completely in losing weight at any cost. I cut myself on my 13th birthday over something… Continue reading the summer i learned how to disappear: part three
This is part two in a series about how I developed anorexia at age 12. You can read part one here. I remember the first time I thought I was fat. It was around my brother’s birthday and we were spending the night at my father’s a.k.a. our old house. I remember how achingly empty the house… Continue reading the summer i learned how to disappear: part two
In June of 1996 at the age of 12, I began a dance with anorexia. This dance is one that would continue for the next 20 years. Sometimes we danced feverishly like whirling dervishes. Sometimes we danced apart but synchronized. Sometimes we clasped hands until my knuckles turned white. Sometimes we swayed slowly and I… Continue reading the summer i learned how to disappear: part one
At the end of 2013 into the first two months of 2014 I found myself in a really dark place and in desperate need of spiritual guidance. I began my journey on March 11th with a fellowship I had tried to be a part of back when I was 16 but had lost touch with many… Continue reading letting go of expectations
We as humans, always long for answers. We always have. Our ancestors long long ago seeked understanding when natural events occurred and created incredible intricate religions to explain the hows and whys of living on this planet. We have continued to do in our own ways be it with faith or hard science. It is… Continue reading why do bad things happen
Last Sunday night I lay down in my mediation spot to do some meditating before bed. Theres a HUGE array of them online so I usually pick one that feels good to me in that moment in time. I had been pretty flared up most of the afternoon thanks to a poor decision on my part… Continue reading radical acceptance of pain