Let's just say expectations don't always match reality.
Me at the beginning of holidays: Me at the end: I am spent. I have nothing more to give. This morning I sat and stared at my keyboard with nothing to say. Hence the cat memes. Time to fill my proverbial cup. Books, tea, music, and blessed peace and quiet! Save
Nobody is looking at my upper arms. Nobody is tracking their girth or tone. And yet lately I find myself at times scowling at them, sighing and fretting about the state of my triceps. I am typically at peace with my body. I do my best to practice self-love and compassion when it comes to my body image.… Continue reading Changing the Script