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Let's Talk Self-Love
I originally wrote this for a guest blog post on Simple Healthy Eats, after Bree reached out and asked me to contribute! Such an awesome...
Westerly Natural Market
Hahahaha y'all are wild! I posted on my Insta story asking if you would be interested in a haul from Westerly Natural Market, and you...
Tough Love: The Only Way Out Is Through
Tough love, man. When I was quasi-recovering, relapsing, suffering; my mom loved me TOUGH. And at the time, it made me want to punch...
What Being Underweight ACTUALLY Felt Like
This blog post isn't for everyone. It won't resonate with a lot of my followers, but it's something I think about constantly and want to...
What Life After Recovery is ACTUALLY Like
There's a fine line between being in recovery and being "recovered". It's not a distinction that's all that obvious, but it will reveal...
You Spent HOW Long in the Gym!?
Fitness is an important part of my life. No, I'm not training for a competition. No, I'm not a college athlete. No, I'm not a personal...
Get Outside!
Today, January 18th, marks the second day of spring semester. I've been at school for two days. And I'm already having epiphanies. My...
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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