Since starting this blog there have only been a few topics that I purposefully don’t discuss. One is anything involving my loved ones. This is because I’m not down with talking about people and their emotions and shit without their consent. The other, is my eating disorder. This story is incredibly personal to me, and …
Eating disorder
My dearest bagel makers, I don’t need your weird marketing ploy to love you. You’re a bakery for Christ’s sake, your recipes involve things like cream cheese and frosting, your appeal is already solidified for me. But here we are, with another “clean eating” ad. See, you could have chosen to run ads that talk …
*this post contains mentions of eating disorders, self hate, and fat hate Prepare yourself for outfit posts that look a lot like this one for the next several months. That’s right, bikinis are outfits now. It was 80 degrees outside yesterday, and this is not a game. Bikinis have become my life blood. I live for …
Shut up. Just fucking stop talking. Stop asking what they ate today. Stop talking about the new diet you heard of. Hold your breath (forever if need be) when a sudden comment of concern arises in your throat. Just, shut up. You think you are helping. I get it. But let’s talk about what really …