Why don’t we write off all of our dumb shit as noble endeavors?
While I seemingly have my life together now… my eating disorder is still something I struggle with everyday.
The National Eating Disorders Association (NEDA) states that in the United States alone, more than 20 million women and 10 million men have suffered from eating disorders that are clinically significant.
One morning a few years ago, I went to my office early to get some work done. I heard a few recruiters across the room talking about an applicant from Atlanta.
So the question remains – Who helps us when we want to be weak?
People don’t say things on social media solely for the sake of communication. They trade in subtext and reaction.
Who you are requires no thought.
We must be able to look under the surface rather than over-analyze it and delude ourselves into thinking we’re seeing beneath it.
I gaze at the mirror to inspect my double chin and puffy cheeks. I imagine the conversations the people in my life have about me behind my back about how I’ve put on a few. I scroll through old Facebook photos of when I was skinnier.
The most powerful thing you’ve seen in a while.