Beyond Before & After

I am tired of taking medication. I am tired of relying on the manufactured versions of the chemicals and hormones my body could — should? — make for itself.

One day I was “healthy” and the next day I was sick — slowly and then all at once.

You didn't fail the diet; the diet failed you.

The really screwed up thing is, there was never a point at which what I saw in the mirror would have been my real reflection.

A bipolar, body-positive bread enthusiast with a fucked-up ankle and a history of disordered eating chronicles health, weight-loss,

A bipolar, body-positive bread enthusiast with a fucked-up ankle and a history of disordered eating chronicles health, weight-loss,

This week is baking week. No, not nationally or anything, but in my house, this week is the week all the things are made.

I can't solve all of this in an article. Boy if I could, I sure as heck would. What I can say is: "You aren't alone."