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My body is a place of struggle. It has been for as long as I can remember – a place of illness, pain, betrayal, triumph, and conquering. I believe that my relationship with my body is a reflection of all that goes on around me – things I’ve been told, things I’ve seen, what’s presented in the media… It all adds up to a disjointed, complicated, multi-layered mess.

A couple of years ago, I decided to wade into the mess with a goal of making sense of it. Not only that, I wanted to make peace with my body. End the war. Turn a battleground into a place I’m proud to call home.

So, I turned to my very brilliant friend and colleague, Sydney Bell (, who was starting a practice focused on providing guidance, support, and critical analysis around body image, identity, and size acceptance. Syd got me working on some writing based on the prompts from Mara Glatzel’s “Body Loving Homework” (, 2012). As I started writing, it seemed that my words were begging to be shared.

This blog is a space for me to share my thoughts – and hopefully a few feelings, too – about my body.

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