“I will not work harder than you for your recovery.” – a former mentor of mine I have a friend, Jay, who weighs 385 pounds. At least that’s what he weighed months ago, which was …
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I Was a Codependent Cheerleader.
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Recovery Doesn’t Just Happen
“Dang, girl. What the hell you got in there?” – airport luggage porter Today starts the ten-day vacation I wrote about on Day 15, and I spent most of yesterday packing. It’s been twenty binge-free …
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Fat Girl, Part 2: Beauty Adjacent
“No beauty for you!” – The Universe to me as a child (As a reminder, “Fat Girl” is a series of blogs. Click here to read Part 1.) Until I joined CEA-HOW in 2004 at …
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“Fat Girl” Part 1
“Why don’t you want to get well?” Posed to me by a friend with whom I’d just shared my recent bingeing, the question gave me pause. Obviously there was something going on … after fifteen …
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It Was An Attack Without Mercy
“I went down the rabbit hole of negative thinking.” Yesterday was Sunday and I spent the day alone, preparing for a two-hour test for a new position in my company. I was fine for about the …
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“No Food for You: Mu-Ha-Ha-Ha!”
“What do you mean I have to fast?” – Me to My Doctor I have been having severe stomach issues for about a year now, of which I will spare you the details (you’re welcome). Just know that …
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Not About Me? WHAT??
“Next week I’m going on an eight-day cruise with my mom.” And I’m terrified. On Thursday, Dec. 20, we’re flying to New Orleans, where we’ll stay for two days. Then we’ll board a ginormous luxury …
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Longest. Childhood. Ever.
“The Job Interview.” Today I’m interviewing for a different position within my company and I’m scared to death. Not of the potential new responsibilities, possible change of location, or even the interview itself. But of the hope. …
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An “In-Between Time”
“Now what am I going to do?” There’s something wrong with me. On the outside, everything’s fine … I’m eating well, exercising regularly, spending time with friends. On the inside, however, I feel, well, just bad. Bored. …
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Am I Depressed? Or Just Tired?
“All I want to do is sleep.” I feel like I could crawl into bed and never get out. I realized yesterday that I’m not depressed … I’m tired. It has to be sugar and …
