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I Thought I Was Fat

As I sifted through old photographs my mother had just handed me all neatly contained in a plastic bag, I kept having the same thought over and over: How did I ever believe I was fat back then? There I was in one photo, in shorts, not even on the borderline of fat. I was trim. In another picture, more shorts, more thin. In yet another, I have an actual waist, nicely accentuated with a belt. Bathing suit shots from resorts I visited in my 20s show a well-proportioned woman with an hourglass figure; she isn’t fat either. It...

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A Retreat to Self-Acceptance

Finally, I get it. I am not Pema Chodron. I am not Elizabeth Gilbert. I am not Cheryl Strayed. I am Nancy Colasurdo. But let me back up … **** I recently signed up to go on a retreat with a group of local women. The destination was a Zen Buddhist monastery in the Catskills. A large part of the appeal was the promise of no cell signal, no Wi-Fi, no modern-day distractions. Another aspect of it that really attracted me was the spiritual setting and the opportunity to partake in as much of the ritual as I chose. Plus,...

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Why Do We Tear Ourselves Down?

You know what I detest? Having my picture taken. There, I said it. But it’s really only partially true. Because if the photo of me is flattering, I am all about it. Egomaniacal control freak? Narcissist? Diva? Oh Lord, I hope not. Of course there’s some ego involved. It’s nice to look good, to see some prettified version of ourselves staring back at us. The truth is I like what I see when I look in the mirror, but struggle with my image in photos. It’s embarrassing to admit and the truth is I decided to write about it...

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