Not Feeling the Body Love Today

I don’t love my body today. How can I?  I’ve spent most of the last 24 hours in excruciating pain.  I woke up yesterday feeling like someone was driving sharp spikes into my forehead while someone else was squeezing the back of it in a vise.  This wasn’t unusual.  It...

The Tale of a Sixth-Grade Nothing

When asked to actually talk about bullying, I get physically ill. It’s strange. I’m a fat chick that talks out about size acceptance all the time. I’ve worked with victims of domestic violence in the past and advocate whenever I can. But when it comes down to talking about childhood bullying my stomach cramps and I just want to curl up in a little ball. I’m forty years old, but it seems that certain childhood traumas never go away.

A butterfly flapped her wings…

There are many seemingly random events that shape our lives and bring us to each point in journey at the exact moment we are supposed to be there. However, it is rare that you can look back at a moment in time and realize that one unrelated incident was in part responsible for bringing you to where you are.