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I haven’t felt like writing, how could I?  Or talking, why would I?  I see grief wears differently on everyone.  Even me.   Some people freeze

Dear Matt,   I love you.  I love you more than I think I ever said.  I trust you know that, and that my actions showed

No, I didn’t forget how to write, or lose my want to share.  I did lose my interest in exposing other people’s privacy unintentionally, which was

I celebrated 4 years sober from bulimia Friday.  That’s 4 years of not binging, or purging.  That’s 4 years of not changing my food based on

Tomorrow I’ll be 36.  Still I’m unmarried, not pregnant, and still unengaged.  Out of order, but all applicable.  In recent years, my age has made me

I thought I had to. I thought I had to promote. I thought I had to create a platform. I thought I had to share the

I do everything right.  I do everything imaginable to feel great, at all times.  I get sleep.  I eat great.  I drink water.  I limit sodium. 

A few weeks ago, Tuesday was a doozy of a start.  The prior days had been riding me hard: the scale being less than what I

Pride.  The feeling you get from things accomplished.  Or, the feeling you get from things not accomplished.   Ego.  What you think about yourself on a