Tag Archives: self love

August 2025

In the past week I have: Successfully set up camp solo Gone paddle boarding (tall knees) Worked three shifts Taken kidlette to the fair (solo!) Practiced harmonies for my next show I am proud of these mini accomplishments, things I wouldn’t have thought possible not too long ago. I’ve also: Run into people I knowContinue reading “August 2025”

Self Worth

I was recently, and painfully, reminded that while people can change, most people don’t. That the way they’ve treated you in the past is a real indicator of how they’ll treat you today and tomorrow (and tomorrow and tomorrow). (Sorry, theatre nerd, I always have to say it in threes). At first, I got angryContinue reading “Self Worth”

Pep Talk: Almost Spring

This time of year gets really tricky. It’s the longest we’ve been in Winter mode, anxiously awaiting Spring, doubtful it will ever arrive. Historically, for me, it’s a tricky time of year as it marks a lot of loss. I’ve come to understand that the longer I live, the more loss I will sustain andContinue reading “Pep Talk: Almost Spring”

Fucking Fitness: Perspective from a Silver Millennial, Lesson One

Sharing some of my rage, experience, confusion, and hard learned lessons, so maybe I can help one person avoid some of that pain, frustration, and shame.

Silver Millennial

I was brushing my hair on Tuesday and I noticed a plethora of silver hairs sprouting out like a tiara. I got so excited. It felt cheeky. See, my youthful fatalism had led me to believe I’d never grow old, we’d never survive that long. Some of y’all know what I mean— growing up withContinue reading “Silver Millennial”

Rough few days/What I’d Tell My Daughter

It’s been a rough few days. And I’m proud of myself. I haven’t succumbed to the sinkhole of self-pity (though I’ve certainly dipped my toe into the pond of self-righteousness). I’m able, for now, to maintain perspective. And that is new. In my process of breaking out of the binary, I’m beginning to recognize moreContinue reading “Rough few days/What I’d Tell My Daughter”

Post-It Sized Cage

For over a year I’ve had a post-it with various weight ranges and categories listed.  As a reminder.  A post-it sized cage. I’ve spun some pretty spectacular bullshit to justify its existence: That the range helps me from focusing on a single number, that it helps me keep perspective, that it keeps me accountable, that it preventsContinue reading “Post-It Sized Cage”