The No-Quick-Fix Guide to Eating in the Middle of the Night.
I am largely healed from NES. It has taken over a decade, and still I battle some nights. Last night, it was a tub of hummus.
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Panic On, Panic Off: Using Anxiety as a Catapult to Reach My Goals.
Having to cope with the dyslexia just tipped my anxiety to the limit. I lost so much weight, and was put on dreadful medication.
The Journey to Loving Your Body.
Self-compassion was a foreign concept to me before I entered into the Yoga realm. I didn't learn much about emotion growing up, except that if you were crying, you hid it.
Clean and Sober: Getting Closer to My Truest Self Through Recovery.
Simply sitting with emotional pain and the urge to 'use' is the single toughest part of continued recovery for any type of addict.
The Other Half of Addiction: Some Thoughts on Recovery.
I dreamed of adventures with my daughters, creative journeys indulged, meaningful meditation, and perhaps a little magic. But instead I got addiction, arguments, finally a confession, and now a slow lurch toward recovery.
Once upon a Time, I Was a Lot like You.
Exercise changes how we cope with stress and how we communicate with our partners and children. Because we've done something good for ourselves, we become less resentful and overwhelmed. Removing excuses about exercise is an example I can set for my children.
I Quit Drinking Because of Her.
I realized why I hadn’t been drinking. It stopped me from feeling. It stopped me from feeling something. And even if it’s only tiny, even if it only halts some smidgen of emotion, I realized that’s what booze does for me. It inhibits feeling.
Looking past the ICU Ceiling: Believing in Life Again After My Coma.
Our dreams are the seeds that life plants for us, where our intuition whispers to us, and where we can find an anchor to our place in the world -- even if we are 'displaced' from it suddenly at 18.
Grieving Under an Invisibility Cloak.
It seems to me that the cloak of invisibility worn by those invisibly grieving is no less than a superhero’s cape. While tossing and turning on mourning’s high seas, it can take Herculean strength to simply get out of bed some days. It can take immense strength to acknowledge that one must amp ...
Keep Swimming: Letting Go Is Possible.
I think of all the things I should be angry about today. My bad leg begins to falter, and instead of swimming, I am floundering, but my body corrects for the anger.