Thursday’s Thoughts

Speaking my mind is not a gift I possess. Oh, I'm not saying there aren’t a whole lot of conversations going on in there, but for the most part, I keep all those thoughts locked up tight. Too afraid of offending someone. Too afraid of not being liked. Too afraid of not knowing what I'm…

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NEDA Week 2018: My Thoughts and a Poem

Each year, as NEDA (National Eating Disorders Awareness) week rolls around, memories resurface. Memories I've put to rest. Memories I've brought closure to. And each year, I am confronted with a decision to be made. Do I let the week go by unacknowledged or do I address it? In spite of the trepidation I feel, I…