Self Love

Some Days are Diamonds, Some Days are Rocks


I can never resist an ode to Tom Petty, and today was not a diamond. This morning I woke up feeling like a complete failure. I broke my dry January pledge to have some sparkling rose… yes, I know #basic… with friends. My insecurity and fear of being left out commandeered my willpower. A few glasses ...

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I Hate My Body – A Mantra That Kept My Eating Disorder Alive & Well


"I hate my body" was practically a mantra in my head for the better part of my adult years.  No body is perfect because perfection is not attainable, nor should it be. If you insist on using the word perfection, at least accept that your definition of perfect is at least slightly different than that ...

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