Hi there, dear reader. My blog contains extremely personal sh*t. Some of it may be triggering. Please proceed with caution.
(Spicy Language Warning, too)
How To Commit To Losing Weight
My commitment to my health has a lot to do with those two cuties. (Pic is from 8 years ago…still one of my faves!)
Let’s Talk About What No One Will Talk About…Bulimia
Photo taken by my husband. Blossoms from our nectarine tree…the one I pruned nearly to death in a manic episode last month.
When It Comes to Food, What’s More Important - What I Eat or How Much?
Knowing how much a serving is can be deceptive. Learn how to tackle this in my blog post here.
How Important Is Accountability for Weight Loss?
Imagine Spiderman as your accountability partner…Sweeeeet!
Why Diet Mentality Is F*cking Up Your Progress
Happy is she who doesn’t obsess about her weight anymore.
Depression: It’s Real, and It’s Spectacular(ly horrifying)
Back in the days of PPD, nights of broken sleep, and endless toddler cuddle sessions.
Is Your Scale Really Trying to Hurt Your Feelings?
I don’t think your scale, an inanimate object, is actually trying to upset you…but what do I know? (I actually know a lot on that particular subject…read on for more)
How to Stop Taking Everything So F*cking Personally, Volume One
This Banksy image is not personal, and I do not vomit hearts on a regular basis. But personally, I do love Banksy’s artwork.
An Open Letter to the Underconfident Women Out There
May you be blessed with the confidence of a woman wearing a drink umbrella as an accessory.
Is Your Mouth Really Lonely, Or Is It Something Else?
My mouth can never be lonely with this coffee ice cream from Trader Joe’s. But instead of eating half the container now, I eat just enough to be satisfied.
Anxiety: It’s Not Just a Pat Benatar Deep Cut
Anxiety was partly responsible for the inappropriate over-pruning of our nectarine tree. My family forgave me; hopefully I will fully forgive myself for it someday.
The F*ckery That’s Afoot Called Comfortable Misery
Might not look like it here, but I was MISERABLE at this time in my life (idk if Sebastian Bach was. He certainly looks like he’s over it.)
Caught in the Shitty Loop of Overwhelm
Sequoia trees are one of my calming anchors. It’s hard to be depressed when you’re surrounded by trees so majestic, it feels like you’re walking through God’s actual backyard.
Post-Birthday Mild Rumination
Do birthdays enhance anyone else’s depression or is it just me?
Baby’s First Blog
Baby Dana with Mickey Mouse. Mickey was a stuffed animal with a face made out of some early 70s paint-rubber-plastic blend. I used to chew on his nose when I was anxious; perhaps the toxicity of said materials explains my mental health issues…?