On (being real about) Being 37

On the eve of my birthday, I started writing this blog. I had some reflections on this birthday and I wanted to capture them before the feelings faded. I published it that evening, thinking I would share it later. But then my actual birthday happened, and this is what the first 2 waking hours of … Continue reading On (being real about) Being 37 →

On Public Failure

One of the thorny facts of my existence is that I am, and always have been, overweight. Something that merely three years ago, I wouldn't have said out loud with my mouth, but something that my body said out loud every single day. Obese, actually, according to my former BMI. After several years participating in … Continue reading On Public Failure →