Reflections on 32
On my second to last evening as a 32 year old, I have some things to say. This year, my yoga practice changed profoundly. I consistently…
One Day…
5am. I am awake, laying in bed going over choreography for my 7:30am class. I turn on my side and whip out a boob so I…
Postpartum Anxiety & Experience: a comparison
my thoughts are super jumbled right now, but I’m finding writing things down to be very therapeutic and positive. I may go back and edit these…
Fear The Fine; My Winter Blues
I worked in a restaurant for many years. Our management team always used to tell us to, “fear the fine,” which meant to dig deeper to…
The First Time I Drank Alone
Submitted to Not All Big Girls Drink Wine Anonymously I remember the first time like it was yesterday. My routine was the same. Rise early, go…
Back To Therapy, Meetings, and The Future
Fall is right around the corner, and while I love this season, ’tis the season of listening to country music, counting crows, and feeling the feels.…
Getting Older Sucks and I Want Botox
I finished writing this last night and immediately felt gross and ashamed. I said to myself, “Phoenix, you ungrateful brat. How could you be complaining about…
Dear Yoga Class, can you tell how anxious I am?
I’ve taught yoga/dance to kids and adolescents with anxiety since the year I graduated college. I’ve always done well at my job(s), and have been able…
