As My Joints Turn: my autoimmune soap opera
Autoimmune Arthritis isn't the end of the world, it's just another way of living in the world.
For years, I battled with my weight, but in 2020, things escalated beyond my control. I gained an alarming amount of weight, and no matter what I tried, the scale seemed determined to move in the wrong direction. And believe me, I tried EVERYTHING. I enrolled in a medically supervised weight-loss program that consisted of... Continue Reading →
My weight and I have been a complicated relationship my entire life. I was never the skinny girl. I was the girl with curves—or as my aunt liked to say, “a brick shithouse.” To this day, I’m still not entirely sure if that was a compliment or a construction assessment. I had curves. Big boobs, small waist,... Continue Reading →