(((shakes head)))

People shit me to tears! seriously, I'm so sick of being surrounded my moronic women.

Sorry, i'm feeling frustrated. I'm so tired of hearing about size and weight and the evils of this that and eveything else. It's fucked up. It really is and the irony is that it is swallowed up like chocolate. Chocolate covered bullshit.

That is all.

Isis

http://www.isis.org.au/main.html

I'm not sure if I compile these links for you or for me,or for both.

I just like having a place to hoard all the great, interesting resources I find.

xoxo

*Edit....I just love the art work on this site,it's fantastic!

B.E.D, One man's story

I think this blog has a real feminine feel to it. That's just me, I'm a girly girl. I haven't failed to realise though that ED's affect many, many men-it's just easier for me to talk about the issues from a female perspective,because I am one (well , der!!!).

So just for a change, here's a story from a man's perspective.

http://www.cbc.ca/news/background/health/binge-eating.html

Lazy Lisa Links (yet again!)

http://www.apa.org/monitor/mar02/binge.html

Also quite interesting!

Gotta love google books!

This is interesting! http://books.google.com.au/books?hl=en&id=YxlqtRl9FiIC&dq=binge+eating+disorder&printsec=frontcover&source=web&ots=uIhvBu2PNz&sig=XFQoSuvIys8jLdK4yMeIyG1e7Co&sa=X&oi=book_result&resnum=6&ct=result#PPA3,M1

I haven't had a chance to read it through entirely yet but I thought that I would share it while I have it open, because it is likely to disappear into the abyss that is my inbox otherwise.

Let's read and chat later! ;)

xoxo

change?

We have been thinking about a move recently. Away from the coast and further inland where living is much cheaper. We have lived in this house for quite a long time now and half of me loves my little beach shack-ocean views, sea breezes, large yard, quirky vintage 'feel'.

But the other half of me sees the big for sale sign out the front and knows that our time here is limited anyway. And watches the rents around here on even the oldest of houses like ours skyrocketing. Our family is growing and we need more space and the "oldness" of this house feels like a worry to me with bubbas on the cards.

But the thought of leaving the beach makes my heart ache a little. Living by the ocean is good for the soul and I would love for our children to grow up here. But I'm not sure if I can trade a new, spacious, safe home with functional living spaces for the ocean-and that's not even including how much it is going to cost us to continue living here.

We are on the one income right now and probably will be for the forseeable future. I want to be home with my children and darn it I want to finish my degree and see it through. I owe it tomyself and I think I owe it to my family who in a way have probably missed out on a few things because of my choice to stay home and study-then again they have probably gained too from having me here. I don't know, my thinking goes round and round in circles.

What do you guys think? If we move we will live in a much more practical house that fits comfortably within our budget-but we will miss out on the joys of living by the coast. If we stay we are probably going tohave to live somewhere smaller (which we really can't do) or much crappier (which is not really what I want for my family). And if we stay our budget continues to be stretched whilst our options become more limited. But do you think the "lifestyle" is worth it?

If we move, we retain some leeway in our budget which allows for more savings and security plus the potential to have our own home sooner. But the ocean.........how I love the ocean-it's kind of like leaving a piece of my heart behind.It feels so right living here.


eeeeeeeekkkk!

your thoughts?

xoxo

Alive!

I'm still here. Not really going anywhere either just having some quiet time. Have been doing a lot of inner reflection lately. I feel quite old-not "old" but old enough to know better. Old enough to let things go and old enough where I want to decide what it is I really want out of life-what is important to me, what makes me who I am.

Lately I have been feeling like I spent a good part of my twenties feeling kinda lost. I suppose that is probably fairly normal-a sort of quarter life crisis if you will. All sounds pretty self indulgent actually.

I think when I moved from my tiny little town I grew up in to Brisbane I had the desire to leave a lot of unhealthy stuff behind. To sort of start fresh. But I think in the process I lost some of the good stuff too. I was thinking the other day about life before anxiety attacks. My whole view of the world was completely different.

I want some of my calm, easy going self back. I want to let go of control a little and just live my life-let it wash over me as it will. I sometimes feel like I am always trying toget one step ahead of
myself.

When I think about the kind of person I would like to be, my mind always drifts to those calm, wholesome looking people I see making their way about the world.

I want simplicity. I want quiet. I want music in my life again. I want vegetarian meals that make me feel like I am loving my body from the inside out. When I was younger I used to love going to my vegetarian friend's houses for meals. It just felt right.

I want to stop worrying about how my hair looks when I go out. I'm sick of hearing people talk about their weight. I want beaded jewellery and essential oils and dreamy, floaty skirts that make me want to dance.

I want time with friends. I want to listen rather than waiting impatiently for my turn. I want conversation. I want hugs.

I want a peaceful home. I want not to get so frustrated with my family. I want to clean my house with a sense of purpose rather than a sense of resentment and frustration.

I want chicken soup for the soul. I want daily reminders to keep me going.

I want to do better.

I want not to want for so much :P