My (Un) Natural Body
I was sitting at my desk a few days ago, by myself, working on my next book, when I realized that I was sucking in my stomach.
Read the rest of this entry »I was sitting at my desk a few days ago, by myself, working on my next book, when I realized that I was sucking in my stomach.
Read the rest of this entry »Every year, come my birthday, I find myself wanting to do those “X life lessons in X years” sort of posts. And I always talk myself out of it, because I am still, fundamentally, a real dumbass with real dumbass energy underqualified to give anyone advice on anything other than what horror movie to watch, maybe.
Read the rest of this entry »So, a big part of the last eighteen months or so, I have been asking myself a lot of questions about my gender identity.
Read the rest of this entry »Remember when I said that I wasn’t going to talk much about my eating disorder recovery? What a gag. We’re back, bitches, and I want to talk to you recovery.
Hi, I’m Lou, and I had a great childhood!
I’m gaining weight.
Which is a neutral statement, really. Hell, even a positive one: I have more energy, I’m fitter, my skin is clearer.
But I don’t like it.
Trigger warning for discussions of sexual harassment and eating disorders.
