I am so, so sorry you’ve gone through all of that, and I hope that you can continue to make headway on a healthier relationship with food than your mom. It’s awful what our parents do to us—and they pass on genetics that make us prone to some of the same problems. It’s nature AND nurture and a vicious, awful, terrible…

I think I would urge you to do talk to him. When I was in the throes of my own struggles with orthorexia—as it was progressively leading me to anorexia—I alienated and ultimately lost a friend, who was in recovery from bulimia, and I will forever regret that. Of course, for me hindsight is 20/20 and NOW I realise that…

Maybe his family are just an extended, though obscure, branch of House Lannister.

Oh, no, no, you don’t understaaaaaand! Straight couples who don’t want/can’t have bayyyybeeees have the POTENTIAL to make them! Therefore, something something blargle blah blah it’s okay.

I’m 33 and just diagnosed this year, but have probably had it for at least a decade and only my new GP has listened to me about my concerns. I was a wee slip of a thing, thought I wasn’t, had some issues, PCOS problems started, etc, etc, so yeah—I feel you. Unfortunately, I was never an athlete. More a reader.

I seldom get into it with fat shamers, but nobody seems to truly, truly understand (or talk about) how much overeating and therefore being overweight is just as psychological as anorexia or bulimia (or orthorexia!). Everyone in my life who is overweight isn’t that way because they’re happy and happily just eating what…

The excessively restrictive eating thing has a name, though it’s rarely truly recognised: orthorexia. Like the link says, it’s not recognised in the DSM-5, but it’s so very much a thing—one of those things that needs to be screamed from the rooftops. Unfortunately, because this kind of attitude and behaviour is seen…

I applaud you on your mythology references!

Don’t let them get to you. I have Very Unkind Theories(tm) about people who pressure others to drink when they don’t enjoy it/can’t/simply don’t wanna.

omfg.

Wait, which song is this? I must know. Tell me tell me tell me tell me.

Parker! <3

I don’t know if it’s a thing that “we” do better or not. But, my two closest friends have actually never met. Friend A lives on the other side of the country. Friend B has, in the last few years, started saying and doing things—various mannerisms—that Friend A has always done. It dawned on me—she had to get it from me,…

My brother and I both have gravelly voices—but for us both, it’s more or less every single word we utter, with a definite increase in gravel at the end of sentences. Guess which one of us gets shit for it? Sigh.

What’s terrible is that there are people alive today who have lived through polio. The problem is, of course, we super-enlightened Gen-Y and Gen-X’ers don’t listen to our parents/grandparents. Because they’re, like, old and shit, amirite? Disclaimer: I’m an old Gen-Y’er and I listen to my 65+ year old parents, and…

That’s the one! Though because my parents are Calgarians, I think I got this weird bastardised pronunciation thing going on—kind of more like “ron” in the middle than the “ah”. So... “Tronna,” I guess? The Calgarians with an ear for it still peg me as from Toronto.

Good god, this is me. When I catch myself doing it I want to crawl into a hole and die.

Okay, so now I want to cuddle a praying mantis. I’m not sure how I feel about this.

You’ve probably hit the nail on the head. In my particular circle, I haven’t met many of my fellow Canadians who won’t scoff at the idea of Canadians having accents, who aren’t from the east coast or Quebec. Otherwise the only Canadians I’ve really heard talking about accents are actors who work in the US or on…

It’s pretty glorious, in its way! I still sound like I’m from Southern Ontario. I think.