I’d rather be fat than anxious

For as long as I can remember I’ve wanted to be thinner than I am. Even when I was “thin” in the technical sense, I wanted to be thinner. The number on the scale matters to me more than it should and it always has. I’ve also always loved food. I find immense joy whenContinue reading “I’d rather be fat than anxious”

I Remembered

My anxiety had been so severe for so long that when I finally started to feel better it was…strange. I had forgotten what it felt like to feel normal. I had felt poorly for so long. It was something I lived with every day and, yes, I was coping, and actually convincing myself that thisContinue reading “I Remembered”