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My Go-To Hot Chocolate Recipe
Fun fact: my little sister is the hot chocolate QUEEN. One summer she drank hot chocolate every single day, regardless of the heat. Talk...
Finding A Sense of Self Post-Recovery
(image details: left was when two years ago, right was four months ago!) When you spend years, months, weeks, hell, even one day battling...
Grit
Man, today was rough. When I was sick, and then "recovering", and then relapsing, and the whole nine yards, I'd keep daily journal...
The Misconception About Life After Recovery
The other day I caught my reflection before putting my makeup on. I didn't mean to stare, but I couldn't look away. I was paralyzed,...
The View From the Middle
In today's society, it seems as if all topics are black and white, and picking a side on every controversial issue is a must. Our...
My ED Journal: Rain
After two separate inpatient hospital stays, during my junior year of high school, I was pretty damn deep in a relapse. During this time...
Life and Love and Peace: NEDA Week 2017
My eating disorder is Easter 2012, around 8:30 P.M. My mom clears the table for the dessert spread. I'm wearing a blue Abercrombie tank...
The End of Miss America
Imagine a world where we never cared to attach faces to names, to stories, to accomplishments. Where an obsessive need for physical...
How I Hydrate
**I mention a few products in this post but am not sponsored by any of them. I’ll link each one at the end!** I’ve never had the greatest...
Less is More, Even in the Gym
Less is more. I didn’t always buy into that statement. But now I do. In just one short month, my relationship with exercise transcended...
Tips for Better Writing
To my fellow writers and aspiring writers alike, here are a couple of tips that I’ve found to improve my writing! I’m not a professional...
some writing because i do that too??
I tend to see life where people are absent. Just this afternoon I was driving down a narrow, forest-ridden winding road. With each turn...
Plant-Based Protein: Tips and Tricks
Three. That’s how many protein bars I used to eat a day. Three! Two years ago, I was terribly misinformed. I didn’t challenge the...
closer through distance: how i grew more accepting toward my body by moving away from it
4:15 pm. My reflection in the basement bathroom mirror. Phone up, camera open. A drop of sweat trickles down my forehead, navigating the...
What's the Word #3: Anxiety
When I was a sophomore in high school, not only was I dying from an eating disorder, I was also diagnosed with social anxiety and major...
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