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Broken Plates

But mostly, I'm human. I had reached the end of myself. In my humanness, I broke. In my humanness, I couldn't feel and process all the things. So, I shattered. Just like those dishes.

And then, in my brokenness, succumbed to my humanness - and realized: I am human. I CAN'T carry it all. And I certainly can't carry it all with perfect grace and peace and dignity.

But here's the thing. We aren't meant to.

Tammy Boyd 4/13/26 Tammy Boyd 4/13/26

One Sleeve at a Time

That day on the bathroom floor, after crying for what seemed like hours, my eyes red and puffy from tears, I felt His presence surround me. I stood up, got dressed, telling myself, no more body checking.

The next morning, after taking off my pajamas, I walked past the mirror. I began the ritual, but something stopped me. No, I told myself, you don't need to do this.

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The Story of a Girl

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Bodies Never Lose Their Wisdom

A new mom's commentary about diet culture. "I already find myself needing to defend a body's wisdom in a child who was not even a year old."