Each of us has a unique, fascinating, and ever changing relationship with food. And oftentimes we feel that this unique relationship with food and our body is so screwed up, so painful and horribly twisted in guilt, shame and fear that we’ll never ever be able...
Confession! I haven’t been journaling. Like at all. For at least 2 months. My journal is open, right next to me, but there are no words than want to come out, no thoughts that want to be spilled on those beautiful pages. Or maybe there’s just a huge...
This is a mantra I used to repeat when I was weaning myself off my exercise addiction. I knew that I could work out for 4 hours a day, I knew that I could live off hardly any food, I knew that I could make it through the days starved and weak, I knew I could survive....
Here’s something you have to understand if you are truly committed to escaping diet prison: You cannot and will not – ever – be able to fight biology. You might be able to hurt your body for a while, maybe a few years, maybe even decades, but eventually,...
I had a dream last night. I walked into my apartment. I have never seen this apartment in real life, but I knew it was mine. I had been there before. Many times. But I hadn’t been there in a while. I walked into my apartment, looked through the window and...
