Five years ago, I was tempted to get plastic surgery. At the time, I had recently given birth to my third child, had reached the ripe age of thirty, and had relocated from Grand Rapids, MI to Scottsdale, AZ.  I always assumed I’d get some type of “work” done and I like to think I’ve […]

I technically had an eating disorder.  I say, “technically,” because I knew I wasn’t fat and didn’t need to lose weight. I never once looked in the mirror and had a distorted view of myself. I physically saw myself for what I was. I knew I was thin and consciously chose to make myself dangerously […]