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Monthly Archive for December, 2009

Quoting Trabb’s Boy (I’m sorry, TB, I don’t know your real name/web addy) from a comment to my previous post:
I don’t think I have a set point, and I’ve felt the same way at every step — leaving size 14 and regular stores, leaving size 20 and my one place to buy pants for tall [...]

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Not again…

I hate shopping.
If I had liked my body better back when I was a 14/16, maybe I would like shopping better (and wouldn’t currently be a size 26-32).  I’ve never learned to like the tedium that is trying on ugly clothing that never fits me quite right and makes me feel worse than I did [...]

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Merry Bloomin’ Christmas

2009 has been a doozy of a year.  My grandfather’s death was probably the lowest point in terms of real tragedy but it’s just been a long, difficult year packed full of depression and struggle.
Christmas hasn’t been fun so far either.  My brother, darling family-oriented guy that he is, decided that instead of staying until [...]

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Tethered

An accident this morning.  I stepped left just as Ciaran tried to pass me in the hall.  Collision.
He is in a phase where any injury that he does to himself can be shaken off with an “I’m okay!” but any imagined slight and even the tiniest of bumps from another person brings out an impassioned [...]

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I was the youngest of three daughters. Our literal-minded mother named us Grace, Hope, and Honour, but few people except perhaps the minister who had baptized all three of us remembered by given name. My father still likes to tell the story of how I acquired my odd nickname: I had come to [...]

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Freedom

Someone who’s eaten naturally their whole life will not understand what I mean when I say that the last few days it has been something like a miracle to finish a meal, still be a little hungry, and not have the first thought in my head be, “Ugh, I’m SUCH a loser for not being [...]

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We’ve been lucky enough, here in Seattle of the dreary, grey winters and the ever-cloudy skies, to have several days of beautiful, sunny mornings. This morning’s sunrise was a dream of Maxfield Parrish colors, with fire-tinged pink clouds against a baby-blue sky. Last night’s sunset, viewed over the Olympics, was exactly like a [...]

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