I’m Done With New Year’s Resolutions
I am still excited, motivated, and determined for 2019. It just looks a little different in my world.
Natalie Esarey
I'm recovering from anorexia and this whole life thing is pretty rad
Latest Posts
Tonight I Am Heavy (But There Is Hope)
I do not lack hope. I believe deeply in hope. Sometimes I just don’t know how to tap into it. Sometimes I don’t know how to let that carry me.
Sometimes I’m Not Okay, And That’s Okay
I Lost God When I Stopped Looking For Him
We know God, but how many of us really know Him? How many of us forget to know what we already knew? You following me here?
Some Days, I Still Just Really Hate My Body
The point of this isn’t to tell you that self-love is this made up, unobtainable fairytale that you should give up on. No, the point is, is that I don’t want you to look at my Instagram page on a day when you’re struggling and beat yourself up because it seems like my journey is all sunshine and roses.
9 Struggles Of Being An Extrovert With Social Anxiety
No one would ever guess you have social anxiety. People with social anxiety never utter a peep, right? So, your 15-minute story definitely eliminates any possibility for you to be anxious. HAH, you wish! Little do those around you know, the constant chatter and jokes coming from you is far from an indication of confidence. More like the result of not being able to contain the disorganized mess that is your racing thoughts.
Here’s Why I’m Scared To Have Kids Right Now
I fought like hell to recover from anorexia so I could have healthy happy kids someday. But statistics say those who have a relative with anorexia are ten times more likely to have an eating disorder themselves.
This Is How You Really Know You’ve Found The One
You can’t just meet someone and suddenly know that they’re the one. You can’t be that sure of anything. Nothing is certain. Nothing lasts forever. And no one can be trusted. Or so I thought.
Uncomfortable Signs You Might Be Living With An Attachment Disorder (And How To Cope)
After an abundance of therapy sessions, I received a diagnosis: I had an attachment disorder. The three main types of attachment styles are secure, anxious, and avoidant. When someone is left feeling anything other than secure, the other styles can leave you in the midst of a complex and confusing state of being.
What My Two Older Brothers Taught Me About Accepting Myself For Who I Am
Being the baby, and the only girl sibling in the family, made for an interesting dynamic. There is something about the love between older brothers and their baby sister that even the strongest of hate cannot infiltrate.
