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Healing Journey

Healing Journey

I was stuck in a cycle of numbing my pain, doing anything possible to quiet the feelings even if for only a moment. Starving, purging, cutting...these were the only things that gave me relief from the screaming in my mind. I just wanted it to stop.
F*cking Diet Culture

F*cking Diet Culture

The frustration that we have felt in buying eco-friendly, sustainable pieces in curvy sizes does not compare to the frustration people in curvy bodies feel when clothes shopping.


I have been doing a lot of research trying to find sustainable size inclusive brands. There are so few. Why is it that sustainable, environmentally friendly pieces are not made in extended sizing?


Diet culture.

 

F*cking diet culture.

The Beginning of my Self-Love Journey

The Beginning of my Self-Love Journey

Overcoming my eating disorder, started with learning how to treat myself with compassion.
I hated myself. I blamed myself for the OCD, for the rape, and so much more. I could not find a way to treat my present self with compassion.
Love is an action, not a feeling

Love is an action, not a feeling

Shifting the way we look at body acceptance to more of a fluid dance, knowing it is ok to move from acceptance to peace to body positivity to neutrality is a great step. Life is all about a fluid, ever changing, dance. Making peace with our bodies has to start somewhere. And wherever you are in your journey, honor it.
The Deeper Harm of Diet Culture

The Deeper Harm of Diet Culture

"Diet culture has engrained in us that, as women, we are defined by our bodies. We are taught from a very early age to be small, pretty, quiet, fragile. We are taught this is what it means to be feminine. A woman’s body is not an object. Our bodies are not something for other people to comment on."
An Excerpt from "The Courage to Hope"-coming later 2021

An Excerpt from "The Courage to Hope"-coming later 2021

I sat at the foot of the bed as the nurse went over the long list of rules: no walking, no getting up out of bed unassisted, three meals and snacks must be completely eaten or I would be given a feeding tube, no visitors other than my immediate family.

I started to cry. “Mom, please don’t leave me here,” I pleaded. “I will eat. I promise. I don’t want to be here.”
Ending the Stigma of Mental Health

Ending the Stigma of Mental Health

It is time. I am not afraid to talk about it anymore. Mental health stigma needs to end.