I wasn’t always the one in the room self-disclosing my mental health diagnoses, substance abuse history, and/or current foray into treatment for an eating disorder. Before I grew into who I am now, I stayed quiet about my story. I stayed perfectly put together and well, stuck. Stuck and longing to spill some overdue secrets. I sat withRead more

One year ago, I celebrated my fourth anniversary of eating strictly Paleo. I was not a fair weather cave-woman. I was hardcore. I ate bread and cookies and cake and pizza and pasta…never. I occasionally let some sugar slip in and sometimes had a bit of dairy. When I did fall off the grain-less bandwagon, itRead more

I had an eating disorder in my teens and early 20s. It was pretty classic perfectionist white girl in the early 2000s, except I was bulimic (the “bad” and shameful disorder). And it absolutely ravaged my life, until I had nothing (no family, no friends, no college, no health, no happiness, no hope, no safety).Read more