Menopause, Mood Swings, and Rage
by A Guide to Knowing When To Run From Me “I’m Fine”: The Silent Weight of Emotional Burnout in Women It usually begins quietly. So quietly …
Yoga Has Helped Me Accept My Body
and regard it with the utmost respect. Body Hate: Where Does It Begin? For many women, the relationship with our bodies is shaped long before …
I Used to Think Gym Women Were Vain
That first night, I didn’t know what to expect. I almost didn’t go. But something in me—restless, tired, curious—nudged me through the door.
What Is Happening to My Body?
Yesterday, I rode a bicycle for the first time since giving birth. It wasn’t far—just a ten-minute trip to the butcher shop—but it felt like a tiny triumph. I could sit on the seat. That simple, mundane fact would have been impossible six weeks ago. Then, even lowering myself into a chair required strategy. Pain. Bracing. Breath-holding.