My body is not a topic

I can’t believe how much body and diet talk I hear every single day — at my job. Politics are inappropriate because they are so divisive, but trashing our bodies? Yes please, lots of that. We can all agree on hating our bodies. Gross. The billion-dollar diet industry has made bodies, especially female bodies, a…

Eating is not a privilege. But movement is.

“I work out so I can keep eating burgers and pizza.” Raise your hand if you’ve ever heard something like this. Raise both hands if you’ve ever said this. Both hands up over here. This was my rallying cry back in the day. I said it proudly and unprompted whenever I ate something “naughty.” I…

The ONE problem with intuitive eating

Cavities. It’s the cavities, y’all. I just got three fillings at the dentist. Threeeeeee! And my old fillings are starting to need fancy new fillings. And man oh man, fancy fillings get expensive. Why do I get so many cavities? I’ve always thought of myself as a dental hygiene superstar. I preach nightly flossing to…

I love coffee, but it doesn’t love me back

Obviously I’m obsessed with the philosophy of enjoying whatever you want, whenever you want it. But there’s one thing in my life that isn’t so clear-cut. Coffee. Beautiful, bitter, black coffee. I’ve struggled with annoying digestive issues post-eating disorder, and I’ve tried cutting out all sorts of things to make it better. Gluten, nightshades, corn,…

On loving yourself through other people’s eyes

Yes, there’s a lot of dumb body-shaming bullshit in this world. You better believe I am ALL. OVER. THAT. But sometimes I see a little light that reminds me that body love, actually, is all around us. Hey-o! Lately, that light came from this beautiful essay by Ashley Ford about a woman finding her way…

I don’t slip up

I eat beyond fullness sometimes, sure. But “slipping up”? Nah. That’s the guilt-trip language of diet culture, trying to pull me back into its orbit. Slipping up goes hand in hand with getting back on track, and I already know how this story goes for me — restrict, binge, restrict, binge, forever and forever amen. A slip-up…