Showing posts with label Recover. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Recover. Show all posts

Sunday, January 10, 2016

Deleting Distractions

Distractions are a normal part of life, and they can build up to becoming irritating. They crowd your senses and make your experiences amiss.
I tried to get a little back in touch with reality this past week... and it was pretty great.

I didn't intend to do this, but as I started to simplify life, I started challenging myself to be even more minimalistic. Maybe it had to do with reading Emerson and Thoreau in school this past week.

Monday, August 10, 2015

Procrastination Feelings

My apologies. I've been quite absent because of this cooling off period after being busy for my life. Sometimes you get the ball rolling in life, and when you finally get to rest for a little, the moss begins to grow on that once rolling stone. That's what happened.

Bekah and I have some exciting news!!


I guess the fact that school is this daunting figure in the fog isn't helping.
I have to face the do-nothing feeling of procrastination that has engulfed me lately.
But to be honest, I'm kind of stuck in this rut of minimalism. And not the hipster lifestyle of living with the smallest footprint on the world. More like glorified lazyness.

Tuesday, July 7, 2015

Independence, Cake, and Happenings (Fourth of July Raw Vegan Cake Recipe)

A recipe and honorary post for America's Indpendence Day has probably passed its due time.. But here I am, regardless. I've got some exciting markerpoints to share with you, as well as a good as heck recipe to share with you. Ain't it a beaut?


Monday, May 18, 2015

Recover : Why Love Your Body (Carrot Cake Truffles Recipe)

People tell us, "Love your body."
But there's so much more to simply loving your body no matter what it looks like.

Sunday, May 10, 2015

I Love My Mother (Mother's Day Recipe)

There was a big confession today. I uploaded my story, and the sole purpose was because I wanted to help others. If offers hope, an ability of empathy, or awareness / a sense of what it's like to even ONE person... It was worth it.


And even though the story may seem like it targets my mother as the cause of my struggle, please understand that my mother was also my way out. I love her, and I wanted to share a special Mother's Day recipe dedicated to her.

"Mother, Did You Know?" : My Story of Disordered Eating

“Mother, Did You Know?”


Mother. Did you know?
I knew this was high school. And I knew this was a new school. Before the light-filled apple dropped in Times Square, New York, I asked you with plagues of doubt if you would give me money were I to fix my body.
To be honest, I don’t think you understood the hate that would fill me when you said yes.
We settled on a lump sum of two hundred dollars for me to dump these twenty pounds.
There was so much that I started with: cutting this, cutting those, slowly cutting the skin off of my frame so that I could re-stitch an ideal body.


But Mother, did you know?
You once told me I was fat. You once told me I was ugly. You don’t remember, because to you they were just insignificant pieces in your repertoire of blunt remarks. To me, they were a little deeper. A snag on my self-esteem with a jagged piece of demolition that started to fester into a deeper rot of hate.

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