ever have just… SO much to say that you don’t know where to begin? oof. Maybe it’s the release of red [again], or the weather, or overworking myself this season, or SAD, but this week just feels heavy and like a ton of darkness. I have so much to say
how do you define success? I have a lot of stuff I need to write about. The expectations of women over 30, the toxicity of people thinking weight loss means healthy, but If I stay away from strictly women issues and think about careers for a minute, I think about
I feel a little broken this week [and last] and I said I’d keep it real during this self portrait project- so that’s what I am doing today. I always see comments from people in the fitness industry shitting on the body positive movement. It makes me mad for many
When you constantly speak to the masses about growth, trial and error, and your own journey – you get caught up in this performative ‘look I’m growing’ style of speaking. The truth is, you are allowed to have bad days. Not everything you post has to be inspirational. Not everything
Two weeks ago I was in Montana, Wyoming and Utah for a week. My IBS really flared up, and I didn’t have my hypothyroidism pills because I forgot to fill them before my trip. I spent every day hiking 13-15 miles, eating a cup oatmeal for breakfast, a small pb&j
25/52 I often think about myself in high school. The person completely terrified of going anywhere without make up because of their skin, the person who cried when they went to the dentist because my foundation would get messed up, the person who was secretly starving herself in private and
I’ve been slightly taking the easy route out of my portrait series – not my intention. I tried to think about a visual that would explain my headspace and for now this is the best I can do. I try not to complain. I know many people have it worse
Paige Young 