I remember being shaky in the early days. Food had such a grip on me. Sometimes it’s terrifying to surrender, to try something new, even if your old way feels broken and what you’ve been doing never really worked at all. Continue Reading
I started emotional eating again, focusing on how my body looks, rather than how it feels. This led to feelings of disconnection and discontent and of course, these feelings perpetuate emotional eating. It’s a vicious cycle. So, how did I stop? I made my life bigger than focusing on how I look.
When you make that your goal – rather than weight loss – food loses its grip.
This isn’t the post I’d planned to write – it’s not really the post I want to write – which is why, I suppose, I’m returning to writing this series a month later than promised. Continue Reading
I was recently introduced as a “Body Positive Influencer.” Whilst I know it was meant as a compliment, being described this way made me feel uncomfortable. Continue Reading
In my last post I promised to share how I went from feeling like I was living in a secret hell, ashamed of my body and eating habits, unhappy and not truly living my life, to living in and loving my body and falling deeply, madly, truly in love with my life.
What follows aren’t weight loss tips. They’re simple actions I took that had a far more positive impact than any diet ever did. I don’t have the answer on what it takes to “solve” body image and disordered eating issues. I can only share what’s worked for me.
Since I began writing this series, I’ve received some really lovely responses, but I’ve also been on the receiving end of some eye rolling as well. Recently someone even went so far as to tell me I don’t have a right to write about body image and disordered eating because I’ve never been “properly” overweight. Continue Reading
I spent last week in Antigua. I wore a swimsuit that was too small for me this time a year ago and marveled at the tremendous change I’ve experienced since I began writing this series. Not just changes to my body, but in the way I eat and think about food. Continue Reading
I’m unpacking after a short break in the countryside. Pulling a pair of jeans out of my bag, I feel a sense of relief that the weather was warm enough for me to wear dresses all weekend. I suddenly wonder, “Why do I persist in wearing jeans if they don’t make me feel great?” I start thinking about what else I’ve been wearing that doesn’t make me feel the way I want to feel. Whilst some may think that in the big scheme of things, what we wear shouldn’t matter, I believe the way our clothes make us feel matters enormously.
Megan is a devoted wife, mother of four children of various ages, a photographer and the one in charge of cooking, cleaning and providing a family taxi service. Her pottery wheel is where she says, “I go, daily, to reclaim my sense of self.”
To the casual observer Megan and I are completely different. She’s tall and slender, never wears makeup or nail polish and is very quiet. I, on the other hand, am short and curvy, rarely seen without mascara and a red manicure and can be quite vocal. We live vastly different lives.
Yet we strongly agree on one particular topic; the importance of self-care.