Time has a way of escaping beneath our fingers. As we create our list of "to-do's," and attempt to lead lives that lean into perfectionist tendencies, it is so often we I fall short only to disappoint ourselves myself, and eventually it catches up. It comes in waves that lap gently, and then in continual agression until you are I am overtaken in a typhoon so great you I can no longer stand by yourself myself. You thought you were calling on others, but you realize you have sort of become so busy that you lost sight of the things most important... or maybe that's just me. It has been a few months since I took time to write for myself. That time to be intentional, and shell out thoughts. The moments where I can be authentic and honest for me without a mask. It has become disguised under writing assignments for which the pre-requisites were spelled out. This "me-time" I plan each day always has a funny little way of getting pushed off for u...
I started this blog in late 2015 when I began eating disorder treatment. What started as a personal project, grew into a page for updating family and friends, and now thousands read these posts from all corners of the world. This blows my mind. Today, I consider myself recovered, but my work as an activist is just beginning. For additional inquiries, please feel free to email me.