by Lauren Dow | Jun 21, 2021 | Mental Health, Personal Growth, Relationships, Self Love
Traveling opened up the window for my vulnerabilities to jump out of. It forced me to confront issues like an oncoming truck. If I didn’t move myself from the middle of the road, I would collide with the semi and that’d be the end of me.At twenty-one I was engaged to...
by Lauren Dow | Apr 26, 2021 | Happiness, Mental Health, Personal Growth, Relationships, Self Love, Wellness, Writing
Wowza… I’m 31. Would you look at that? I look at myself in the mirror and see wrinkles outlining the corners of my eyes and the curvature of my cheeks. I see gray hairs sprouting through my roots and my skin becomes more like my mother’s with every passing day. On...
by Lauren Dow | Oct 21, 2020 | Eating Disorder Recovery, Happiness, Mental Health, Personal Growth, Relationships, Self Care, Self Help, Self Love
“I feel like I siphoned out all of my gas, but I’m still a 3 hour drive from home.” This is how I’ve felt for the last few days. I’m a people pleaser. I’ve always wanted to make everyone happy ensure that the people I care about are okay. I distribute the gas to make...
by Lauren Dow | Aug 2, 2020 | Eating Disorder Recovery, Mental Health, Relationships
Let’s face it, there is really no such thing as a “normal” and “functioning” family. Who gets to decide what normal is anyways? I used to think that because I didn’t have my dad regularly growing up like other kids in school or that all of my siblings lived far away...
by Lauren Dow | Jul 7, 2020 | Eating Disorder Recovery, Relationships
The perfect depiction of true friendship. Eating disorders can feel like you are trapped on a deserted island. Only a mirage from heat exhaustion that looks like an oasis but is merely an endless terrain of salt water and sand. But it doesn’t have to be. My tribe...
by Lauren Dow | Jun 27, 2020 | Eating Disorder Recovery, Relationships
Remember when I said “Hell yes” to my body? That meant I started saying “No” when you asked for it. It’s that simple. My body. My choice. Or so you would think. I’ve written a lot lately about what it’s like to date with an eating disorder. Let’s just say it hasn’t...
