After Chocolate

the chocoholic’s walk of shame

This was to be one of those days. I knew what came next. Having surrendered the last of my pride, I began the somber saunter back to the temple of shame where on both knees, with my head held down, I took my usual place at the foot of the alter of Desire, the goddess of…

a chocolate overdose

Every bite is an accusation, an indictment of myself. A rejection of my right to be happy or healthy.

I nod slowly as I chew. Silently. Solemnly. Subtly even. As though acknowledging the futility of resistance. As though resigned to the specter that threatens…

too stiff to dance

Jan 21, 2015

I love music. It penetrates the deepest recesses of my being and evokes emotions which only it can. It also stirs a physical response which I once knew as dancing until my sisters corrected me, saying that I am, indeed, too stiff to dance.

the true cost of chocolate

Jan 18, 2015

While I have always had a ravenous desire for candy, I haven’t always had the means to appease my cravings. In my early years, access to candy was entirely dependent on my parents’ acquiescence. I would have to jump through hoops to convince…

the body never lies

Jan 08, 2015

Next time you see me, before you ask how I’m doing, look at my body and see for yourself. I’m not asking you to judge me — that never does any good; just consult my body for the true state of my health and wellness. Truth is, I can sugarcoat my situation…