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 →

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. 2

Today, for the first time in two years, I went to the pool. Now I know what you're thinking--- cool Em, no one cares. Well, I hope you're not thinking that. I care. It's been two years. Not because I haven't wanted to. Not because I didn't have unlimited access to a pool any time... 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 →

Chunky Legs

Let's talk about societal norms, shall we? The ones that look like 5'10" and 110 pounds. The ones that have shaped my view of "beautiful" since the age of 10 when I first realized I had an eating disorder. For example, I've had chunky legs for as long as I can remember. It's just a... Continue Reading →

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