The Anatomy of Recovery: From Purging to Professional VisitsFebruary 9, 2011 Up and down. Up and down. One step at a time, then two. I raced up and down the stairs unpacking…Continue Reading →
Cancer Prayers & Mental Illness MurmursNo matter how many activities I packed into today, time seemed to stand still. My heart raced and my mind was dizzy. I have…Continue Reading →
Heading Back to TreatmentYesterday, in between work emails and changing diapers, I received a text message that stopped me dead in my tracks: “I’m being admitted Thursday…Continue Reading →
Knocking On Heaven’s DoorMy earliest memories are of my grandmother, Gaga, and me walking the beach, searching for shells and making sand castles. They are my fondest memories, forever…Continue Reading →
2015: Shitting Rainbowsshitting rainbows It’s my favorite saying. If you’ve ever heard me speak about my journey to recovery and life thereafter then you’ve heard me…Continue Reading →
Facing GhostsToday I earned a new piece of flare to pin on my Mom Vest. The “My Son Projectile Vomited All Over Me” is now…Continue Reading →
Twinsies: Eating Disorders & CancerAs I sit here today on my five year recovery anniversary, I'm suddenly hit with how similar the questions are and the commonalities between…Continue Reading →
My Birthday Wish to Disappear12.07.2010 “…happy birthday dear McCall. Happy birthday to you.” As the birthday song ended, I leaned over and blew out the candles teetering atop…Continue Reading →
Your Fire is Calling. Answer It.“What do you want to be, McCall? Where is that fire inside telling you to go?” I was 18-years old and just weeks away…Continue Reading →
Foreboding JoyLet me set the scene: I currently live somewhere between gratitude and sheer anxiety and terror. My to-do list is light years long and…Continue Reading →
