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This project was a long time coming. Having spent two years in the largest body I’ve ever been in and trying very hard to practice radical self-acceptance while secretly and simultaneously loathing my body and wanting to fix it, I quit Noom and the gym. I decided that there was changes that needed to be…
I am not supposed to be fixing me. That was so last year and the life before’s story. IBut I kept telling myself, “if I fix my weight and my brain and my house all up… then everything will be Okay.” Not Okay. All efforts to fix me didn’t work out that well. And I…
My body has changed purposes over my lifetime. From a vehicle of play to a ripe fruit. From an object of desirability to a life-giving childrearing machine. And now there’s this, the Pause. Devoid of my lustful worth or my miraculous baby making prowess, I am left standing large in the twilight of old age…
It occurred to me that even showing up once counts. Everything cannot change overnight but you are worth beginning to show up for.
When we talk about environmental consciousness, “Sustainability” has become our buzzword referring to “meeting the needs of the present without compromising the ability of future generations to meet their needs”. Born in response to perceived public discontent over the long-term damage caused by a company’s focus on short-term profits, it has now entered my life’s…
Besides wanting to fight off the extra pounds that will be attempting to attach themselves to my butt during this plague season, the reason that I exercise regularly is so that I can sleep harder and better. It’s good to alleviate stress and get me away from my family who is getting on my nerves…
I spent all last year in an “unhappy with my body” place. I could not accept that I had gained back weight I had previously lost, even though I had given myself permission to eat with gleeful abandon for the Holidays prior. And so I struggled with my esteem, my exercise routine, and my eating…
I recently committed to attending as many classes at the Y as I could. I remembered seeing a woman I knew once and she’d lost all sorts of weight and looked great. I asked what she’d done. She said she’d…gone to as many exercise classes as she could. Here’s what I wrote in my journal…
I have gone through a lot in the past two years to rid myself of the aches and pains that I garnered from an aging body. I endured needles jammed into my backside multiple times. And then waited cautiously to see if the procedure worked. I waited again to be pain free when I had…
I am still engaged in a lifelong battle against my own body. A perpetual hostage of “when I lose weight”. Most of the past three decades has been spent judging my physical self as under par and trying to fix it (This may also have applied to how I felt about my mind too but…
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