So I’m 24 and kinda wanna stick my head in a blender. Jokes. I’m fine. I’m so fine. It’s […]
“I see myself dabbling in procedures (Botox, probably) here and there in the future. The allure of ‘Yourself, But Better!” is just too goddamn enticing…”
Including the two books you should definitely sink your teeth into.
“I bloody adore my current job. It’s the prospect of What Next that terrifies me.”
I’m still reeling from how much I got rid of and how many spare coat-hangers I now have. I feel light and fuzzy and free.
Recovery is just a start line with a never-ending series of hurdles. You always need to keep running and twirling away from the clutches of the disease that once dug its tentacles into your flesh.
Including a little rundown of what I’ve deposited into my savings account over the last few months…