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EMILY ROSE


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Escaping the Confines of Anorexia

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Nuance

I have been slam-dunked by reality, once again. It's awfully humbling to notice what thoughts are bought versus what thoughts are had. I...

I Love Being Full.

This past weekend, I had the opportunity of a lifetime to lose myself in the armpit of nature, located in Angeles National Forest. What a...

A Big Gift, Wrapped in Shit

At my last appointment with my nurse practitioner, she reminisced the first time I was practically dragged into the building by my loving...

Clean up on Aisle Emily

It turns out, picking up your life and moving across the country is fucking hard. Who knew? My last few weeks in Salt Lake City consisted...

Are you Hungry?

“It makes utter sense to stay healthy and strong, to be as nourishing to the body as possible. Yet I would have to agree, there is in...

The Miracle of Individuation

“The real miracle of individuation and reclamation of Wild Woman is that we all begin the process before we are ready, before we are...

My Body 'Members

I have encountered a rift in my story. A lift in the tides in which my sealskin (that enables me to traverse to the underworld of...

Keep on Keeping On

As for now, I am completing a year in a life. A year of figuring out how both of my parents affect the woman I am. A year of recognizing...

Becoming a Van Alstyne

Spending the past 7 months in a residential treatment center has been ugly, brutal, and downright terrifying. It has caused me to take a...

My Life Vest

November 2017 Control. It is the addiction that drives us all; in order to feel like a contributing member of society, to feel somewhat...

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