I see a picture of him and I miss him more than I can bear. I look at past messages we sent to each other while he was in Cabo...I ache for his words to me ( Read more... )

My heart feels like it'll explode. The professions I want to make, the sweeping bellows of affection I want to show that I held myself back from...he was right at quite a few things. I allowed myself to become so jaded. I've sold myself short...I used to be so passionate. I was the pinnacle of being enraptured and because a few people let me down, ( Read more... )

I know nothing about football...but I'm reading ProFootball Talk...Jack Del Rio likes big butts apparently ( Read more... )

Week 5, Feb. 13-17 ( Read more... )

Feb. 6-10 ( Read more... )

Fundraising ( Read more... )

Jan. 23, 2012 - Jan. 27 ( Read more... )

Jan. 18-20 ( Read more... )

Two years ago I was fixated on not purging for the sake of other people. I went 100 days without purging only to be greeted with lukewarm approval and the reminder that the friendship would never return. The reminder was not immediate. Just slow and brutal anticipation. I believe that brought about a more severe relapse than anyone really could ( Read more... )

I'm so different from who I used to be...I'm not lamenting that. I realize now that trying to hold on to the past is like trying to hold water in your hands...sure, you're hands are wet, but it's nothing like what you wanted ( Read more... )