anxiety

We need to stop trying to be perfect. I know better than most that it is much, much easier said than done.

Even if I have no plans to leave the house — or if I had plans to leave the house and got to anxious to follow through with them — I find a great deal of power in the simple act of painting my face and commemorating the ritual with a selfie.

Do you feel stuck? Paralyzed by fear that you will be bad at what you want to accomplish? The never ending cycle: perfectionism, procrastination, paralysis.

“Is autism my super power?” she asked me, giggling.

To see Poncho’s mom create a solution that comforts him rather than try to correct his nervousness through scolding and punishment is an act of empathy that I think we all could learn from.

Instead of falling in love with the culinary paradise, I was stuck in a cycle of disordered eating and dealing with it thousands of miles away from home.

To take care of myself in the months preceding my wedding I had to make a conscious effort to not dive into dieting. Wedding weight loss was off the list of things for me to do, or to even attempt.

I have sought out solitude my entire life — up until pretty recently, it was a hard thing to come by.