I gave this everything I had to give. The best parts of me. The most vulnerable parts of me. I left all of it on that stage.And I am not afraid to be rejected for it. I am, however, afraid to find out that it wasn’t enough.Read More
Please, let me have my body. It may weigh what it did before I had kids, but there’s more to it than that. It is mine, and I am on my own journey to learn to love it. Even with its stretch marks and loose skin and deflated boobs and doughy belly and wider hips and odd scars. I want my body because it houses Me.Read More
Whether you give them or receive them this week, friend, may they be strong, stable, gentle and kind.Read More
When the outside world literally goes away, I look inward. I trust my body to lead me. I listen to what it tells me. I encourage it to move forward. I love it both when it conquers and when it fails.Read More
I think as women, we often find ourselves in situations where we end up comforting people after they have said something that makes the conversation uncomfortable. I mean, how many times have you said – “Oh no -that’s okay. You’re fine ... ” or “don’t worry about it … ”Read More
As it turns out, this winter we’ve each been hibernating - some doing hard work within our caves, some doing hard work for others and waiting - yet, in that moment, we realized we were all in the same season of winter. Today, daylight savings time marks your new season, lady. It’s time to own that light.Read More
You guys, I don’t expect any of us to be able to easily dismantle the systems that support the notion that women only fit when they shrink. But once we have a little light shed on something we didn’t know before, I expect that we find a way to do better for each other.And I don’t know what that looks like for you, but I have an idea.
Consider new compliments.Read More
Healing feels like being free, in a way that I never knew existed. It's feeling connected to my heart, my body and whispering "I chose to have faith that I will heal".Read More
The last thing I want to say is recovery is possible. It will take time, it will be messy, you will make mistakes. You will want to give up, but you won’t because you are fighting for someone you care about.Read More
There is a moment where you aren’t holding on to anything. That’s the scary part, taking that leap. I used to say that I wasn’t “sick enough” to recover. However, I have learned that at any stage of an eating disorder, you deserve recovery. You are worth it. You are enough.Read More
This girl is me Juliana Rounds. The reason I stand and fight for mental health and Eating Disorder awareness is because it is okay to not be okay.Read More
Carrying this weight of guilt around left me feeling so imbalanced and the struggle within me held a tightness like a rubber band that could snap at any point. Knowing I was living a lie and always wondering..Could I ever really live my truth?Read More
I see the body I have deprived and depleted and poisoned and starved. This brave body that has never left me.
I can recall doing each of those things in the name of health, and with the hope that I might finally find a way to belong. And when each of those things failed me, I walked myself right up to the edge of this life and peered over the side. I discovered what it means to want to die in one breath, but pray to be saved in the next.
And I am still here.Read More
Imagine if food became your practice for intentionally loving something with no expectations. Can you imagine what that would do the rest of your world? Only good things can come from teaching yourself how to love unconditionally, no matter what the outcome.Read More
Did you ever do or dream anything so magical and so true to you, then immediately freak out? Like, whose life do you think you’re living anyway?!?Read More
And that’s when it hit me. None of us really belong. We are all, always on a journey and rediscovering and just when we think we are where we need to be, we evolve. We grow. We are enough.Read More
And for just one moment, everything changed. I found myself willing to do something that terrified me because it mattered to me. Just me. And that was enough.Read More
I have not perfected the art of loving my body, but I am committed to the path that heads in that direction, and being a part of The Beautifull Project is going to help guide me. I hope it provides the same inspiration and sense of belonging to you too.Read More
Being in this space, taking up my space, it wasn’t an option …It was a lifeline. A chance to rise above these weeds. To stop the suffocation. To catch my breath. To find the sunshine.Read More
And in that moment I knew what I needed. I needed a permanent partner. I needed to become one part of a working whole. I needed a work wife in the worst possible way and I knew just the person for this proposal.So, I asked my new blogging badass friend Kate to join me for coffee, and nervously prepared to propose to the work wife woman of my dreams. And she said yes!Read More