Of all the romances I’ve had in my life, my love affair with anxiety has lasted the longest. It may have started when, as a little girl, I was told that the Earth could be engulfed in flames at any moment - an event called “the rapture” that was professed by my...

They cover my body, from my upper thighs to my mid stomach. I spent years trying to hide them, dreading summer, turning down pool party invitations, and showing as little skin as possible. When I finally came out and started to wear swimsuits, I chose the skirted...

In 2021, I moved to Puerto Rico… … for two weeks. Many people thought I had made a huge mistake. She doesn’t know what she wants.        She can’t get it together.                  She’s flaky.  But you know what, I don’t regret that move one bit. A BIG life requires...

For years, I tried to keep something BIG a secret.  Bulimia.   I was ashamed. I didn’t want people to know that I stuffed my face with donut holes only to purge minutes later. I didn’t want people to see my pain, so I put on a happy face. And that secret almost killed...

“How can I love myself more today?” Lately, I have been asking myself this question every morning … and my response might surprise you. It’s not to pamper myself (though I do LOVE a good massage and manicure). It’s to push myself. To move my body, make my bed first...