“You look happier.” “Thanks, I went on a grief retreat.”

Bintang by the pool. Nasi goreng. Massages. There’s a lot to love about Bali. But my most recent trip twas unlike any of the others I’d done.   This time, I went on a grief retreat, which sounds weird, I know, but hear me out. When I signed up for the HELD retreat eight months […]

Getting off the clinical carousel

My body weight dropped dangerously low at the depths of my eating disorder. It actually didn’t feel that bad. In fact I didn’t really feel anything at all.