After Ed (aka "eating disorder") and I broke up, I have to admit that I splurged a little. I am not usually much of a shopper, but I was so excited about my life without Ed that I wanted to explore some new things. I was surprised to find that...

It's okay to be happy.

It took me a long time to learn this lesson, and it was a hard one to fully grasp. Like many people I know who have suffered with depression, I once believed that I was destined to be sad for life. Sometimes...

Think about your favorite, old sweater.

Now think about all of the fuzz balls on your favorite, old sweater. No matter what you do, the fuzz balls remain. No lint brush and no amount of picking the fuzz balls off one by one removes them for good. Like magic,...

A few days ago, I felt lonely. I wanted to smile and laugh with someone. Instead of calling a true friend who I knew would listen and cheer me up, I sent a text message to Spencer, a guy who predictably ignores me. I sent the message, and, of course,...

People often complain about the airlines. Not me. Not anymore.

These days, I give the airlines a big thank you for giving me the chance to practice the important concept of letting go on a regular basis.

When I check my bag before a flight, I let go,...

Now that Ed (insider nickname for "eating disorder") and I are no longer together, I am dating real people. As dysfunctional as my relationship was with Ed, at least dating him felt familiar and reliable. Sometimes what is bad (i.e. Ed) can actually feel safe and comfortable, simply because it...

I am recovered from anorexia and bulimia. "Recovered," as in, I no longer have an eating disorder. (Period.) Instead, I have a life filled with joy and peace.

Today, I write and speak about eating disorders to give hope to those still struggling. My first book, Life Without Ed: How...