Disgust and eye-rolls aside: I can't quite be the same anymore. That's dramatic. It feels silly to say, but it's true. Hospital taught me patience, grit, and to be gentle with others. It taught me the power of my own mind, and the necessity of guarding my energy and emotions. I am continuing to learn… Continue reading Things Hospital Taught Me | Dans l’hôpital
On Karen Carpenter When I was about six or seven, I learned that my favourite singer in the world at the time had passed away at a young age. In age appropriate language, my mum explained anorexia to me: about how Karen Carpenter (vocalist of the 70s brother sister duo The Carpenters) got told that… Continue reading Karen Carpenter, Fatphobia and Cultivating Self-Love
This is my first of what I hope will be more bilingual posts to come! Shout out to my te reo Māori lecturer for the prompt of writing a letter for my grandchildren - I'm so down with that kaupapa. Whatever your level of reo, I hope you get something out of it, and I… Continue reading Navigating Pākehā Identity Part Two: Letter to My Grandchildren | Reta ki āku mokopuna
I am acutely aware of my social media addiction. I don't really shy away from calling it that - my iPhone usage statistics don't lie, and checking for notifications is unfortunately second nature to me. Online it's so easy to switch into autopilot: I constantly find myself logging on in order to do a specific… Continue reading Anti-Social Media: Too Much Time Online?
I'm no stranger to weight gain, weight loss, and that whole drama of size in general. Also, yes, I understand this is a provocative title, but that's the vibe I was going for, so... For me, it's really important that I feel healthy, and generally good about myself: a certain amount of that comes from my appearance.… Continue reading Body Image: Why I’m “Fat” Sometimes