When the Disordered Behavior Really Started

It was four years ago this week that I realized I was losing control. Below the surface, beyond what I was willing (or able) to access, was terror. My life's reality was more than overwhelming: I had a demanding toddler, a helpless infant, a sick grandmother, a crushing real estate sob story, pressure-building freelance work, … Continue reading When the Disordered Behavior Really Started


I’m Not Really A Food Addict

Just when I was resigned to being a food addict, I realized I'm not a food addict. I don't need to control my food in order to be "sane" or "normal." What I need is a whole hell of a lot of liberating mental health work and an understanding of why I carry around limiting beliefs about myself, food, and my body. Now the real work has begun...