You don’t have to be the way you’ve been You don’t have to stay stuck in diet prison. You don’t have to stay sad. Mad. Desperate. You don’t have to be the way you’ve been for years decades for your entire life. You don’t have to stay small defeated joyless...
I don’t need your approval. I don’t need your permission. I don’t need your smile, your love, your anything. I don’t care if you judge me. Look down on me. Talk about me behind my back. Because… I am my own person now. I make my own decisions. Follow my inner...
I dream of a world of women who are ready to claim their truths. I dream of a world where women can be who they want to be without fear of judgement, pain, scrutiny. I dream of a world of joy. Love. Laughter. I dream of you stepping into the person you really are....
You know whether you’re lying or not. You know whether you’re happy or faking every darn smile. You know whether your soul is soaring or your heart is crying. You know your truth. Even if you feel numb. Even if you feel lost. You know what’s right....
I’m a high achiever through and through. I loooove working hard. I loooove getting results. I loooove learning and getting up at 5am to get shit done. I’ve done this truth for years as I was scared of falling back into the trap of my eating disorder. I...
Why are you restricting? Why are you binging? Why are you exercising like a crazy person? Chasing the body of a photoshopped version of a model? Why are you beating yourself up? Being so freaking hard on your body? Why are you abusing yourself? Do you know? The...
It doesn’t have to be so hard. It doesn’t have to be an uphill battle. It doesn’t have to be all or nothing, binging or restricting, loving or hating, high up in the sky or lower than low. Release the struggle. It doesn’t have be heaven or...
It is not normal to talk about diets every time you eat. It is not normal to base your food choices on calorie amount. It is not normal to claim that the Biggest Loser is the most brilliant and “educational” show out there. It is not normal to still be...
There’s a black hole in my belly. A huge, see-through black vessel that is affecting everything: my days my feelings my outlook on life. There’s a black hole in my belly. It’s been there for as long as I can remember. For as long as I’ve been. It’s not going anywhere....
I am celebrating 6 years of recovery from anorexia today. 6 years of taking one step after the other towards freedom from my fear of having a body that is not stick thin. 6 years of hard work that was often not seen by anyone but me. 6 years of not waking up in the...
