Depression as an Extrovert

I'm an ENFJ. For those of you not familiar with what that means, it's a personality code, and I happen to have the same one as Barack Obama. Future President alert?? Among the many things that each letter stands for, the one letter I'm focused on for the purpose of this post is the E.... Continue Reading →

As Women, How Do We Heal?

I've been thinking a lot lately about healing. How do we heal ourselves, as women, from the societal pressure that's been put on us since we were old enough to read? As women, the odds are automatically stacked against us. We have to work twice as hard for the same reward. For women of color,... Continue Reading →

Moving Forward, Not Looking Back

TW: suicide, self harm  I didn't think I wanted to write about this. I thought it was petty and stupid and didn't deserve it's own post. But now that I've sat with it for about 24 hours, I know it's right to just put it out there. To be honest and vulnerable in the hopes... Continue Reading →

Being Plus Sized – Pt. 5

Welcome to the last part of the Being Plus Sized Series. Thanks for sticking with me this far! I want to wrap up this series talking about how we can form relationships and networks and support groups through our self acceptance journeys. I want to talk about the importance of having a tribe of people... Continue Reading →

Being Plus Sized – Pt. 4

In the last few posts in this series, I talked a lot about doing the work towards self-acceptance. Doing the work to accept your body, accept where you're at, and find liberation from the notion that your self-worth is not tied to the fat on your body. Doing the work means that you are taking... Continue Reading →

Being Plus Sized – Pt. 3

Last night, I went to sports bra yoga-- it was an event sponsored by two women who I look up to so much in the work of body positivity. The event was called "This Is Me." The whole entire day, even the few days before, I was shaking in my boots. I don't do things... Continue Reading →

Being Plus Sized – Pt. 1

I'm getting more used to walking into a department store and going straight to the plus size section. I'm learning to be okay with ordered a 2XL or an 18 pant size. I used to cry in the mirror when minuscule stomach fat would seep over my jeans. I used to eat while standing on... Continue Reading →

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