Why I Am Working To Change My Distorted Body Image Story
Let me start by saying that I’ve never been fat, at least not in any conventional sense. I don’t have stretch
Read moreLet me start by saying that I’ve never been fat, at least not in any conventional sense. I don’t have stretch
Read moreThis time last year my depression was a shameful secret, a secret I kept from most of my friends and
Read moreFor the last six months, I have felt honored to play but a small part in working to #stopthestigma surrounding mental illness. And even
Read moreIt was 97 degrees when I went into labor, when I waited on an underground subway platform for an uptown
Read moreMommy loves you. Daddy loves you. The kitty cats love you. We all love you very much. Now it’s time
Read moreEvery so often, when speaking about my depression, a well-intentioned friend or family member reminds me that “it’s okay; everyone
Read moreMy father taught me to swim when I was eight years old, which was old by Florida standards. It wasn’t
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