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My Life as a Martian

I wonder sometimes if I’m the only person who struggles with feeling like an alien within her own family. Most of my mother’s side of the family, who believed strongly in the value of keeping up appearances, despised my father because of our religious beliefs and his social inabilities (Asperger’s Syndrome was not as easily […]

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Finding Happy

“What makes you happy?” It’s a question that I think most of us ignore or never even bother asking while we’re caught up in the day-to-day living of the life we have. Up until recently, I’ve sort of confused “happiness” with some form of contentment on the shallowest levels. If I look happy – I […]

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The Magic Pill

After the death of my mom in 2010, when I finally resolved myself that I needed to make changes in my lifestyle for my own good health, and the weight I’d been carrying around for so many years finally began to come off – this time I believed (and still do) for good – I […]

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Afraid of the Bogeyma– Er, the Doctor

I still remember the doctor my parents forced me to see regularly as a child. Dr. Villavicencio (even trying to pronounce his name was scary) was a short, squat Spaniard who never smiled and spoke with a thick accent. He strongly resembled Droopy Dog with glasses, though this did not endear him to me. I […]

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Weigh-points

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the long, twisting road I’ve already traveled and left behind me as I continue on this endless journey to Wellville. I started off as a child making childish food choices, living off of buttered noodles and Kraft dinners, hoarding Oreos and giant Hershey bars in my room. As […]

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The Ghosts of Pounds Past

If I look back now, I can pinpoint the exact years in my life when I was relatively healthy. The nine years before my bio-mom stopped caring for our family and left me to make my own questionable food decisions in the hours between my return from school and when my father came home from […]

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The F-Word

In my inaugural post, The Hardest Post (and it really was the hardest post – I struggled for a week after not to delete the whole blog and have us all carry on like it hadn’t happened), I use a word I rarely use. A word that has become demonized to such an extent that […]

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The Secret Life of a Food Addict

When it comes to living an addict’s life – any addict, whether it’s drugs, alcohol, or even tobacco that employs that siren’s call – secrecy is always key. We don’t talk about our addiction, usually we practice it in secret. If caught, we have a myriad of excuses to justify our addiction. The life of […]

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The Hardest Post

This may be the hardest post I’ve ever written in the few years I have intermittently been sharing my private life so publicly. The joy of writing for strangers – the appeal even – is the knowledge that you only have to share what you want to share. You can share some of the ugly, […]

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