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Get myself back home.
Today is laughably hard to navigate. Painfully, laughably hard. Like so ridiculously hard. But. Despite the knot in my stomach and the clenching in my chest and the tightening of my throat, I go on. And truly, even this is … Continue reading
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Get myself back home.
Today is laughably hard to navigate. Painfully, laughably hard. Like so ridiculously hard. But. Despite the knot in my stomach and the clenching in my chest and the tightening of my throat, I go on. And truly, even this is … Continue reading
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Tagged a lifetime ago, all the stomping and big girl pants, all the tags, anxiety, blanket fort, both, breathing, car issues, dogs, faith, gratitude, I really really really need a moment, mom life, my sweet girl, navigating, overwhelmed and underslept, progress, sitting in the uncomfortable, stop reading my tags first, stupid stupid progress, the dichotomy of not being okay and knowing you'll be okay
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Thinking of ways to get back home.
Fuck. My eating disorder is fucking loud today. I had started my day excited that it felt like a new start of healthiness and healing. I made Brussels sprouts even! Oh, but did my body (mind?) have other plans! This … Continue reading
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Tagged [ . . . ], addiction, al-anon, binge eating disorder, blanket fort, dude-shut up--I'm navigating, eating disorder, finding my way, food, fucking empaths, I should start taking the cbd a little earlier..., I wrote a lot of expletives, it looks messy and that's okay, letting your thing be your thing, marriage, mental health, practice what I preach
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