• Sitting with feelings II

    Monday, September 14, 2015 Permalink

    I was feeling pretty sorry for myself on the weekend. I tried my best not to do that thing where you post pitiful woe-is-me Facebook updates and Tweets but didn’t entirely succeed.

    My malaise was the result of a few things… I’d been unwell, I’d had my mum’s health scare, the whole ‘finding a job’ thing was getting to me in addition to some other crap I won’t go into here. Oh and let’s not mention those friggin’ hormones running rife in my 47 year old body. #bastards

  • The secret to weight loss

    Monday, September 7, 2015 Permalink

    I’ve finally figured out the secret to weight loss. Sort of.

    After 30+years of dieting and not-dieting I’ve finally realised there is no secret. I’ve finally accepted I’m not going to be struck by some lightning-like realisation that will suddenly make me slim. Or at least eat, think and act like a slim person. Rather than someone obsessed with food, dieting, weight and their body. 

  • Start as you plan to continue

    Friday, July 3, 2015 Permalink

    Back when I worked in international aid and development I went for an interview with an international non-government organisation. It was one of the ones you’ll have heard of and they do a lot of great work in developing countries.

  • Anger and self forgiveness

    Monday, June 8, 2015 Permalink

    As someone with a long history of disordered eating I’ve done my fair share of reading on the subject. I’ve not tried EVERY hare-brained diet fad, but I’ve dipped my toe into the nonsensical waters promising wellness, weightloss and recovery more times than I care to remember.

  • Two things I know for sure

    Tuesday, June 2, 2015 Permalink

    There are two things I know for sure:

    1. I really really need to lose weight (I also ‘want’ to incidentally)
    2. Dieting doesn’t work.

    Spoiler alert: I’m not in a great place.

  • Commenting on weight loss: yes or no?

    Tuesday, April 7, 2015 Permalink

    I know better than anyone that one’s weight is a topic fraught with sensitivity. As an anorexic teenager I loved it when people noticed my weight loss. In later years when on diets, I’ve been thrilled to receive comments on my ‘success’. Fortunately people have rarely commented on the ensuing weight gain. Nonetheless, my own angst over the issue of weight means I know it’s a friggin’ minefield and something one needs to negotiate carefully.