OK, Fine.

“OK, fine.” That’s what I said to my therapist as I begrudgingly agreed that she might be right about my preferred mode of communication with my husband (and all other living, breathing things). I don’t deal well in moments of intense emotion–I typically freeze and just shut down. That makes speaking difficult. I have learnedContinue reading “OK, Fine.”

Lunch

Part of my disordered eating has always centered around lunch. It’s a weird meal, isn’t it? Throughout schooling, it’s the main social event of each day–where kids get to compare, trade, and eventually make choices about what to eat in the cafeteria. Then, it’s a strange siesta in the middle of the work day, whereContinue reading “Lunch”

Self-care

Everyone is always going on about self-care. We understand that it is important to take breaks, to rest, to do something nice for our mental health. I sometimes find that “traditional” self-care measures make me feel guilty. When I settle in for an hour-long massage, my mind mentally begins a countdown. While I’m not incapacitatedContinue reading “Self-care”