April is now over, and gratefully the sun is shining! Finally! It's been a long, cold winter and I'm ready to sit in the sunshine for an unending amount of time.
If you haven’t heard, Starbucks released a “Unicorn Frappuccino” for a very limited time. It isn’t a coffee drink, but rather a crème-based drink that has a sweet-and-sour flavoring to it. It’s named after my favorite mythical creature because of its bright pink-and-blue coloring and festive sprinkles.
My dog at my tennis shoes, again. It was time for them to go anyway, honestly. I’d had that pair for over a year and tennis shoes are my go-to when I’m leaving the house.
I went to Mayo Clinic last week, and I just got home yesterday. After hearing from multiple different doctors that there shouldn't be anything causing my pain, one of my friends and one of my doctors recommended that I see if I could make an appointment.
Hi friends! Firstly, let me apologize for being absent for nearly the entire month of March. I didn't update about my happiness project, or really anything at all. So let's talk about February first, and then we'll go from there.
To continue "talking about it" for National Eating Disorder Awareness Week (NEDAwareness Week), we're going to discuss what recovery from an eating disorder feels like and looks like from my perspective.
It's time to talk about it. Not only is that the tagline for this year's National Eating Disorder Awareness Week (NEDAwareness Week), it's true. I'm kicking off the week with myths about eating disorders, how they impacted my recovery, and why they're myths.
This past weekend, on February 19th, I celebrated two years of continuous sobriety. The week before that, I celebrated my 3 year anniversary of being suicide attempt free. A few weeks before that, I celebrated one year of being self-harm free.