We all are born to a body type, just like hair color, height, skin color etc. If we are born to a bigger body type, we don’t fit in — and we have a natural desire to fit in and be considered desirable — so we diet (or cut out sugar, or reduce carbs, or…… Continue reading My Perspective on Dieting and Booze
I started to read Kelsey Miller’s “Big Girl” over a year ago, but I had to keep putting it down. It hurt too much. Her story had way too many parallels to my own. And her writing style made her pain seem light and breezy, and funny, and I kept feeling angry and sad for…… Continue reading Kelsey Miller’s “Big Girl”
Hi readers! I have some news: I now live (part-time) in West Oakland, CA. I wanted to spend more continuous time at my San Francisco company’s office, so I had to figure out how to do it without spending a fortune (#startup #cheap). So I’m renting a room in a house in West Oakland, one…… Continue reading West Oakland baby.
Howdy. I just wanted to let you all know that I’m doing ok. I’ve had some bad days in terms of my overall mental and physical wellbeing — really a few bad weeks — but what’s weird (weird-good) is that I don’t think it’s permanent and I know I’ll figure this shit out. Even before…… Continue reading Day 9, no nicotine.
Hi again. I just wanted to let you all know that I cannot stop stuffing my face with food things today. It’s 12:45 pm here in Seattle, and I’ve already eaten one big bowl (three servings) of oatmeal with brown sugar and pecans and half and half. Then a bowl of leftover pickled green bean…… Continue reading Day 3 still, and, ummm…
For the first couple of months of what turned out to be my longest stint sober, I didn’t have this blog set up. I didn’t document how I felt each day, moment, or milestone. And I definitely didn’t document every single attempt prior to my “last” day one. I remember a lot of the early…… Continue reading Day 1, quitting nicotine.
I had a drinking dream last night. Actually, I had an almost drinking dream last night. I was in a liquor store, trying to decide between rum and vodka. I wanted to buy vodka, so people wouldn’t smell booze on my breath, but I couldn’t remember what to drink with it. I was fixated on coke as a…… Continue reading Apparently I’m a goody two shoes, even in my dreams.