Brilliantly basic.
I remember being a kid and hearing my mom and Nana sitting in the kitchen discussing my grandmother’s hands and all the pain she was having. How she couldn’t grip things like she once could, the disfiguring of her knuckles, her need for a cane that transitioned to a walker and finally to a wheelchair.…
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When I first set out to blog, I didn’t know that being a fat body would become a conversation. However, as I began to share more about myself and my life; there was no way not to discuss my experience in a fat body because that is how I’ve navigated thru the majority of my…
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Ableism is defined by the Merriam-Webster dictionary as: “discrimination or prejudice against individuals with disabilities”. While that definition may seem neat and succinct; ableism behavior is so much deeper than that. Beyond the most obvious forms of prejudice such as believing people with disabilities aren’t capable of living life; there is the subtle aspects of…
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A month ago I sat down at the very laptop I’m typing on right now, and explained that I needed to focus on my health journey and my healing. I was in the depths of a depressive episode and didn’t feel compelled to be blogging a la Carrie Bradshaw. And though my depressive episode is…
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If you’re not new to my blog or my social media platforms, then you know that I’m no stranger to the struggles with mental health. I have shared very openly about my highs and lows over the the last 24 years. I even have a whole blog solely dedicated to one of my longest battles…
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If you would’ve told me just 4 years ago I’d be battling an autoimmune disease as well as arthritis I might have laughed. I was 29 after all, these things didn’t even seem like a possibility As it turns out, they definitely were. I’ve been chronicling my journeys here on the blog and on my…
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The title might seem misleading, so let me clarify by saying I’m talking to myself. Why would I do that? Because sometimes I need reminders. I spent a good portion of my life being taught my body type was not worthy of love. That in order to love it I must pummel it, sculpt it…
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I remember the first time I heard the phrase “body positive” (bopo for short). I remember thinking to myself that it was sort of an awesome way to describe what I had been teaching myself for years. Social media has obviously created a larger than life platform for the message of self love and body…
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I remember laying on the table at the orthopedist’s office with nothing but a gown and panties on; wondering why I didn’t wear a cuter pair of panties and thinking ‘It can’t be too bad.’ But in my heart of hearts I knew it was that bad. For over a year I’ve had a debilitating…
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