Joni Edelman

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No, Bill Cosby isn't my dad. But he was like one to me growing up.

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As long as I can remember having paid attention to the media, I can remember a woman's weight—or body in general—being a news story.

New research suggests that brain inflammation occurring independent of a disease may be linked to depression. Could a "cure" be on the horizon?

I don’t think of myself as fat. Not inside, anyway.

It's always so good to know the folks doing the work you're doing.

When I was little, any time I got an insect bite or stubbed my toe, I had to ask my mom, “Am I going to die? If I was going to die from this, I’d already be dead — right?” I also had a 30-minute prayer that I needed to say at each meal or else everyone would be poisoned and die. And corners. I had to check all of them before I went to bed.

She says she’s worried that the cat, whose name is Jack, doesn’t know what’s going on. She tried to explain to him that she was leaving for a while.

When it comes to your physique, your mind can actually work against you.