“People love in their own way..” It was a quiet rebuke. Seemingly defensive. Unmistakably disapproving. But quiet nonetheless. And being spoken to in such a manner has a powerful shock-to-the-system effect on me that must be very similar to … Continue reading
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In my home today, “fat”, is a prosecutable term. Now, I do understand that it’s a perfectly appropriate adjective to employ when one is describing a Red Robin onion-straw burger, or Hello Kitty’s inexplicably disproportionate head, yet I still catch … Continue reading
“But WHY?” I was fully aware that I had now stooped to bleating like a petulant child, but this merry-go-round of a conversation had proven stupendously unsuccessful. It’s extremely tough to dupe a dietitian who specializes in treating eating disorders. … Continue reading
“Cutting is demonically inspired,” my pastor intones. Sincere. Heartfelt. Passionate. “ And how often TODAY do we hear of people ..(pause for dramatic effect) CUTTING themselves??” The congregation’s response is as you might expect. Gasps, tsk-tsk’ing, and plenty of heads … Continue reading
I whisper “Sleep with the angels” to my children as I kiss them goodnight. A friend recently asked me about this. This is what I told her… Remuda Ranch. Inpatient treatment for anorexia. Feeding tubes. They’re IN once they’re placed. … Continue reading
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