Tag Archives: compassion

Shit. It hurts sometimes.

Healing isn’t always easy. Who am I kidding?  It’s rarely easy in the moment.  There are times when the desire IS to rip off the band aid but what’s underneath is just so freaking raw. Awhile back, I posted about … Continue reading

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Extending opinions

When I fly, I automatically ask for a seat belt extender.  I’d rather ask when I enter the plane than ask when I’m seated.  When I had my lap band surgery years ago, I remember sitting in the seat with … Continue reading

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Settling for crumbs

I’m wondering when I learned to settle for the crumbs in life.  The thought came in the arena of dating and men and that thought was like dropping a pebble in a pond; it rippled out.  When I look back … Continue reading

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You Bad Girl!

I haven’t wanted to post this week because I’ve been challenged all week and I wasn’t sure what exactly to write about this challenge.  I’m hungry, I want to eat and I’m not supposed to be hungry with the band. … Continue reading

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The shame game

Eating and shame have gone hand in hand for me for as long as I can remember.   I have memories of lying about how much I’d eaten, when I’d eaten,  and “stealing” food as far back as I can remember. … Continue reading

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