I have struggled with my weight for a very long time. And, while I know that I am who I am regardless of my weight, I still prefer to be who I am in a thin body with a flat stomach. I was happy with my body when I was 14-18 years old, and that's … Continue reading Post 3: I am not my fat. But, I am fat, and it is okay that I’m unhappy about it.
I will never ever have children of my own. Ever. Everrrrr! It is a totally valid choice, juuuuust not for me. I have almost always had a cat that I was close to - ever since I was small. I have had many pets over the years, but cats are the best combination of easy, … Continue reading Post 2: Why I have Cats instead of Kids
This is my origin story. This is how little teenage Pandora first discovered her super powers and learned to control them. (jk - I still can't control them!) While I wasn't officially diagnosed as bipolar until I was 23ish, its worst symptoms were at their most intense during my formative and quite delicate teenage years. … Continue reading Post 1: Ages 14 to 18: Confusion and Chaos