Historically, breakfast and I have a complicated relationship. In the beginning stages of my eating disorder, I always ate breakfast but I had extremely strict rules about it. The only food I’d allow myself to eat for breakfast was oatmeal, and I was really strict about the amount, the pace I ate it, the temperature … More Do the Thing You Don’t Want to Do (a Story About Breakfast)
A few years ago, I was invited over to my (now) in-laws’ house, and I remember having an ‘ah-ha’ moment in their kitchen while we were prepping dinner. My assigned task was slicing bell peppers, and I suddenly realized that it had been a very, very long time since I’d diced a vegetable. Bear with … More Stress Relief (the old-fashioned way)
“I love you, but I don’t like you right now.” Perhaps you’ve felt this sentiment in your interpersonal relationships, or heard it from others, or even said it out loud. As imperfect people, we offend, hurt, annoy, and disturb our fellow humans on a daily (or even hourly) basis. Try as we may, we can’t … More Self-Love Means Meeting Needs
My ears are pretty attuned to food-related comments (which is expected, given the nature of my job) and I find myself zeroing in on conversations about nutrition and eating more than other people probably do. While I’m mostly unphased by diet-centric viewpoints, it always makes me a little sad when people say things like, “I’m … More Isn’t Sugar Bad For You?
Before I became a Christian, I tried really hard to be “perfect.” I think even now, I still have some perfectionistic inclination: I am tempted to believe, at times, that my worth and value comes from how well I do things instead of who I am. One of the ways that my perfectionism used to manifest was … More We Were Designed To Eat With Freedom