What it is like going to the temple with mental illness

"What size dress do you want?" the lady asked me from behind the counter. Don't have a panic attack, don't have a panic attack, I kept thinking to myself as I replied, "I don't know. What sizes do you have?" The lady went on to explain all the different sizes that they offered while I... Continue Reading →

Falling In Love… With My Imperfect Body

Regardless of what my weight has been or how long I took to get ready for the day, every time I walk past a mirror I notice the physical imperfections. I think to myself that I am so ugly and fat that nothing I do can improve that. Then, I sadly continue on with my... Continue Reading →

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