Body Image & Self-Compassion:

When Your Body Feels Like Someone Else’s House

When Your Body Feels Like Someone Else's House

Moving into a new place is odd. You know it's home now, but it doesn't feel like it yet. You wake in the night needing the bathroom and walk straight into the wall, because your body still thinks it's in the old house. You lie there for a moment not quite knowing where you are. You reach for the lamp...

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Becoming a Peaceful Eater, Eating Well in the Holidays:

The Morning After Easter

The Morning After Easter

A letter to you, wherever you woke up today. Maybe you're reading this still in bed. Maybe you're already standing in the kitchen, eyeing whatever's left in the chocolate bowl, wondering whether last night counts as a binge and what that says about you. I want to talk to you about that feeling....

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Escaping the Dieting Trap:

The Difference Between Knowing Dieting Is the Problem and Actually Stopping

The Difference Between Knowing Dieting Is the Problem and Actually Stopping

Most of the women I work with already know. They know that dieting doesn't work long term. They know the research. They've lived the cycle enough times to be able to map it out: the restriction, the hunger, the cravings, the eventual loss of control, the shame, the starting over. They could draw it...

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Body Image & Self-Compassion, Health Beyond Weight:

I’ll Be Happier When I’m Thinner

I'll Be Happier When I'm Thinner

I want to ask you something, and I'd like you to really sit with it before you answer. When you imagine yourself thinner - what do you see? Not just the body. The life. Where are you? What are you wearing? How do you feel walking into a room? What are you doing that you're not doing now? Most women,...

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Body Image & Self-Compassion:

Why You Cancel Plans, Avoid Photos, and Hide in Black Clothes

Why You Cancel Plans, Avoid Photos, and Hide in Black Clothes

There is a river in Scotland I should have swum in. I can picture it perfectly. Our daughters were seven and ten. We had stopped along a road - no one around for miles - beside a river that was black and clear and cold and utterly beautiful. My husband and our girls stripped off without hesitation...

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