Breathing Truth

Life gets murky
Things get complicated
Truth is inside all of us and it can be an anchor.

Balance Ballet

This latest poem dives into the murky waters of disordered eating, poor body image, and the struggle to love ourselves as we are.
I find it even harder to post about my struggle with food, then my struggle with alcohol. I hope my vulnerability speaks to someone who needs to hear they aren’t alone!
There is help and there is hope!