I'm going crazy and I don't care. For the first time in a long time, I'm letting myself fall down the rabbit hole. I'm not sure if I find it more scary or exhilarating. The numbing feeling of starving my body. Of being able to focus on work and only work because I don't have … Continue reading Comfortably Numb
As a thirty year old female living in a city, I find it impossible to avoid the stereotypes telling me who I should be and in what activities I should partake. I live seconds from countless bars, all advertising to my generation to drink. Thirsty Thursday, bottomless brunches and Sunday Fundays are the norm around … Continue reading Modern Day Drinking
I woke up this morning hungover (again) and nervous to uncover how the rest of my night went down. Guilt. Shame. Embarrassment. These weigh heavy on me today after experiencing yet another blackout while with my friend. Why, after so many years, am I making the same fucking mistakes? Today's post is what I love … Continue reading A Love Letter to Myself
Good morning loves. Saturday mornings growing up were always full of anxiety- I knew that I had to get out of the house before my mom started going crazy with cleaning. Over the years, this has taken the form of a monster that told me I couldn't "ease" into my morning until I have completed … Continue reading Winds of Change
Yet another weekend of boredom. Too much time in my thoughts either leads to hyperactivity or no activity. Today, I am the latter. I did run this morning- a short, 3 mile fasted run. Still sore from last night's distracted yoga. Alcohol soothes my soul and I crave it the most at times like these. … Continue reading
I am attempting to be kinder to myself- I have spent years and years punishing my body for "overeating" and "underexercising", even if it were at the expense of my body and mind. Not surprising, my performance suffered. My mental health suffered as well. Oh you skipped a run? Run five more miles and go … Continue reading Self Forgiveness
Lately, I have found myself questioning my purpose in life. Certainly there has to be more than work, food, and sleep. As one who works in the medical field, my hunt for purpose started long ago. Why are we here on earth if not to help others? The human connection. So why, if I have … Continue reading What Does it All Mean?