Misti MilnerI Hate Being a Member of The Dead Dads ClubIn a few short weeks, you will have been gone for 20 years. Sometimes it seems like I lost you yesterday. Other times, I marvel at how much…8h ago8h ago
Misti MilnerMy First Eating Disorder Support Group MeetingMy legs were shaking as I entered the community meeting room at Wasatch Canyons, the local inpatient psychiatric treatment center. Much to…Sep 23Sep 23
Misti MilnerMy ’80s High School Dance NightmareRyan pulled his red Geo Metro into the parking lot at Alta High School, and I immediately knew something was off. I looked through the…Sep 10Sep 10
Misti MilnerNear Tragedy on the Green RiverThe SUV-sized boulder popped and cracked as it broke free, a hundred feet above the base of the red rock cliff. We were at mile 86 on the…Aug 26Aug 26
Misti MilnerWhy do I, as a recovering anorexic, not know how to talk to my daughter about weight loss?“That’s the ball game,” the umpire yelled as my son’s baseball team ran into the dugout, fists pumping at their victory.Aug 13Aug 13
Misti MilnerThe Comfort of My College Food RoutineThe pantry was filled with strawberry Pop Tarts, Suzy Q’s, and Ding Dongs, but I quickly averted my eyes and reached for the box of Special…Jul 24Jul 24
Misti MilnerShould I be on a Diet?My dad’s new scarlet red Chevy S-10 Blazer cruised down State Street while he and I sang along to Bananarama’s Cruel Summer. The windows…Jul 18Jul 18