Category Archives: Anxiety
My Day Vs. Food
I’ve had a few people ask me since I had my “Ah-ha” moment a few months ago to post a day of food…and talk about eating intuitively. It has been an interesting road for sure, going from worrying about my … Continue reading
Side Notes: Acceptance
Site Notes: Acceptance I knew that when this time came it was going to be difficult. After so many months, my response could go in so many different directions. I could stay positive and fight off the negative thoughts and … Continue reading
Side Notes: Having Let Myself Go
Side Notes: Having Let Myself Go I have been avoiding this subject for a while. I have been trying my hardest not to let it get to me, then flat out ignoring it thinking it would go away, but it’s … Continue reading
In The Way
Life, is what has gotten in the way. Oh, and work mornings that start with me getting up at 4am. Not so much fun when you’re out in the blazing heat of the desert. But that’s beside the point! Things … Continue reading
Side Notes: Restaurant Bail
Side Notes: Restaurant Bail [[This spiral has been going on for days, I think. In the beginning I thought I was going to be able to handle it, the bit of anxiety creeping into my brain that I couldn’t seem … Continue reading
Working To…
This weekend I took a random trip home to my parents after receiving some frustrating news on Friday: I probably won’t be moving to Redding in March. I was told that the project I was planning on working on is … Continue reading
True Test
[[Side Notes: True Test of my Growing Body Confidence Almost two months ago I wrote about Muffin Tops, in two different contexts: I had just made two different kind of muffins and that I was worried about having a muffin … Continue reading
Time to Burn
Oh man, it has been one hell of a week. Not being able to run was like a punch to the gut and really, for the past 7 days I’ve been living up the personal pity party. I was even … Continue reading
The Vicious Cycle
[[Side Notes: The Vicious Cycle Recovering from an ED is not an easy thing. For a while I would wake up every morning wishing that that day would be the one where I wouldn’t have any symptoms; no guilt, not … Continue reading

