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Notes from my notebook. I equated loving my body and healing my eating disorder with loving myself. I thought my body was what I hated the most, but that’s a lie. I was more ashamed of somethin...
I did get out of bed. (I realized that that wasn’t obvious in my last post, and I’m not saying this to brag about rising above depression so easily or something, but because I don’t...
Last honest because I don’t think I’m going to blog anymore (though I’m still going to be honest ;)). Last because this is my last post, here on cynosure. The past three days, IR...
When there’s nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire. I have not been honest to myself. If anything, honesty is a pure form of love, and in that case, I have not been very loving...
A few weeks ago, I wrote a letter to the list claiming that I was going to stop writing about self-love. I said that it was second-nature for me, by now. First-nature, even. My recovery: I eat what I...
Sometimes, I feel incredibly angry. And seemingly for no reason. When I published “I’m not perfect” a couple of months ago, I received a flurry of different messages. Some wrote to ...
This is my contribution to Medicinal Marzipan’s Teen Week. Last year, I wrote about my first university heartbreak: a secret. I thought I was abnormal in high school. I thought I was abnormal b...
My neighbor of 16(!) years sent this to me. Though we don’t actually live across the street from each other anymore– no longer do even our families– I still love him very much. Than...
My dear fellow warrior and revolutionary, The things around here, they are a-changin’… and tomorrow, starts SPRING! Before I start revealing what’s in store (and of course, the love...
Saturday night. Fifteen minutes before the chain supermarket at the end of my block (of the third apartment I’ve nested in after less than a month of living in New York) closes, I rush in with ...
Letting go sucks. Letting go isn’t pretty. Letting go ain’t sad. Sometimes it’s bad. Letting go isn’t about birds and cages and things coming back if they truly love you. Letting go is about heartbur...
Good day, beautiful warrior! I’m excited to let you know that my book on body image, eating disorders, resistance, and doing what REALLY matters (following your dreams!), The Thing About Thin, ...
If you aren’t acquainted with him yet, Raam Dev of the appropriately named RaamDev.com is awesome. He quietly inspires me to act more responsibly, ethically, and sustainably for the greater goo...
(Yaaap, I’ve used this photo before. And am I going to apologize for that…? Um, fuck no!) NEVER APOLOGIZE: a message to, mostly, my fellow women… and, myself. Always, always, always...
Dearest warrior, Today’s the last day to register for Love, You and learn to love yourself more in March! The current discounted price is $155, 20% off the full price, but the next session̵...
I rewrote the page for the Letter to better reflect what I’m offering and what it’s all about. (It was kind of ridiculously vague in the past!) Won’t you take a look? I also wrote a...
I am happy to reveal a little treat for you today: The Better Body Image Book, a free digital collection of “classic” cynosure posts on loving your body, body image, and letting go of bul...
you are not your thoughts you are not your beliefs you are not your fears you are love always read more: in 2012, I want the world to end. why I let go of having expectations the man who didn’t...
Dearest warrior, There’s only six days left to register for the next session of Love, You and learn to love yourself more and find your inner strength in March 2012! The next session is limited...
This piece was first published to the letter and then to SOL.ITAIR.ES. Breakwater and the Broken Sea Once, a broken robot named Sea lived. Half-empty pieces, yellowed memories and lost dreams compris...
I bought a pair of pants today. I don’t think you understand. I haven’t bought a pair of pants that fit me since a year ago. A year ago I started relapsing. The pants I bought (secondhand...
Loving is scary. Living is scary. Do it anyway. You must know that you can swim through every tide and change of time. (the tag on my ginger tea) I’m sitting in Brooklyn on the bed in the room ...
Happy February 14th! I’m enjoying being single and unplugged. By the time you read this, I’ll have gone YUL –> SFO –> SAN –> LAX –> JFK. A few minutes before it tu...
Enough said! We’re alive, I’m super grateful for that; therefore, the price of the Letter this month is a mere $17. Here are some recent reader reactions to the letter: “I read the ...
What happens when you allow yourself to feel the full capacity of your heartbreak? You shatter. You feel terrible. It hurts, it hurts like hell. Yet, it only lasts for a moment. Maybe an excruciating...
from the intro: As I write this before letting this beautiful book go forth into the world, I have to tell you that the month leading up to its publication has been one of the most tragic and painful...
What are you going to do with it? read more: YOU ARE STRONGER… just in case you needed the reminder… the answer is YES.
And so begins a new (interview) series here on cynosure– where I interview all my body-loving artist crushes. (As of yet, that number is less than three, but who cares.) I don’t remember ...
This is what I didn’t tell you. I didn’t tell you that within 24 hours after writing flying or falling, my heart shattered. I didn’t tell you that I spent the next three days unbeli...
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