What happens to a princess when she falls out of the pages of her fairy tale? Happily ever afters are not reality, and yellow brick roads do not exist in the real world. This blog is my journey as I piece together my own road, brick by brick. The bricks are not always strong and they are not always the same shape. But they are my bricks and I am creating them on my own, for better or for worse.
I started recovery from bulimia believing that it was a linear process with a defined road to follow. I could not have been more wrong. There is no yellow brick road, but I am making it. I am excited to be recovering and determined to make my voice and so many other voices that are slienced by shame, heard. This is my piece of the internet to share with the world my passions, my struggles, and my support.
The princess and the prince
I am the princess. The delisuional, fairy tale addict herself. I spent the majority of my life skipping along my personal yellow brick road in search of…something. Now I have found myself fallen off the path. It is almost as if the writer of my life forgot to finish a chapter and just left me floating amongst the blank pages of my forgotten book. It is my time to become the writer of my own fairy tale. Since my story is not already published, I will create it myself, brick by brick. The bricks are not pretty, as I am still struggling to understand my past as a successful student, geologist, and graduate student; my present as an unemployed chef; and my future as a teacher in the sciences and culinary world, as an eating disorder advocate, and as a writer.
The prince is not here to save my life or solve my problems. Together we are fighting our own dragons and cutting through our own thorns. Life is not pretty, but it is not suppose to be. He is my person and this is our adventure. Some of the bricks will be his, too.
We are engaged and planning our wedding for December. It is less thanĀ 8 months away!!
A few of my favorite things
I adore traveling. My favorite places in the world so far are Cape Cod; southern Maine; Glacier National Park; Valparaiso, Chile; Puerto Rico; and Chicago.
I take pleasures in the little things in life and keep trying to bring myself back to what works for me. Sometimes it is something as simple as looking at a favorite flower or seeing your cat all cuddled up on your bed.
I love food and love to cook, and honored this by going to Culinary School of the Rockies to participate in their Chef Track. I am now trained as a chef. Although I excelled in the kitchen before, my meals have more direction now and more finesse.
Life is better with homemade cookies. Treats and pleasures will always be a part of my life and I will attempt to enjoy them without a morsel of guilt.
That is the story in small pumpkin form. There is no yellow brick road to follow anymore, so I will create my own. I am excited and scared for the stumbles that will meet me along the way, but I know that the sound of my glass slippers and the shimmer of some fairy dust will help me along the way!






CONGRATULATIONS to you both on your engagement!! Much love and well wishes!