I'm mum, messy, moody and manic. A worried writer, carefree cook. Retired flautist and teacher of beautiful young flute players. I buried myself in life and love, babies and busyness, until grief, exhaustion and broken dreams cracked me open like a newly hatched chick. So here I am, piecing my middle-aged butt back together while licking gunk off my fledgling wings and learning to fly again. Welcome to my world.
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Tag: disordered eating


Feed Me

Every morsel of food passing my lips is feeding something. This is a universal truth.

Where to Now?

Lost my mojo. I’m playing Candy Crush all the time. This is a bad sign.

A step forward

I’ve been farting around in recovery land for years now – and I’m still lost.
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