Road to Recovery Requires Time, Patience, Willingness to Share Your Story

Last winter, I heard from a volunteer at Germaine Lawrence, the all-girls residential facility where I was treated for anorexia from September 1999 to January 2000. The volunteer, named Andy, wanted to see if he could interview me for a video project he was putting together for Germaine Lawrence’s 30th anniversary gala. Of course IContinue reading “Road to Recovery Requires Time, Patience, Willingness to Share Your Story”

How Losing My Mom Led Me to Neglect a Hungry Heart

Last month, I mentioned that I had begun a Poynter course on personal essay writing. My goal in the course was to write an essay about how the death of my mother has affected my relationship with food — today and in the immediate aftermath of her death. This isn’t an easy subject for me toContinue reading “How Losing My Mom Led Me to Neglect a Hungry Heart”

Finding a Place to Call Home

It took a while for my family to get used to the idea of me calling Florida “home.” “But this is your home,” my dad would say, referring to the house in my tiny hometown of Holliston, Mass. “Well, that’ll always be home,” I’d say. “It’s just not home right now.” Home. Is it theContinue reading “Finding a Place to Call Home”