wellness

I haven’t always been as big a proponent of marijuana as I am these days.

As soon as we change the subject from thin to fat, we change the conversation from concern to hostility.

In light of the news that the GOP’s Affordable Care Act replacement

I got my first three-letter disease as a result of a sinus infection. There was no way to know. No way to prevent it. I got my second three-letter disease from a man that I loved at the time. There was a way to prevent it. It’s called herd immunity.

I have a lot of anxiety about not doing enough. Not doing enough at work, at school, around the house, to help save the world from the creeping tendrils of authoritarian nationalism… the list goes on.

Showing up to occupy physical space isn’t the only way to care about the world, so why do we seem to think it is?

Here’s the dilemma I find myself facing pretty much every time I think about fat/weight/diabetes/bullshit sold to us by the media/mostly Weight Watchers: What is true?

Can we talk about self-care for a hot minute?

I kind of hate it.