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Here’s what you (the reader) and me (the author) know about me (the narcissist) after 4+ years of ingesting eatingatme content: I’m consistently inconsistent. I’m often unsettled but work diligently to live a positive life. I over think. Some may say I over share. (Fuck you, haters.) My potty mouth’s a passion. So’s my sarcasm. […]

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Passion Play

I consider myself lucky. I’ve been in love five times in my life. Punched in the gut, sweet Jesus is-this-for-real, gasping for air agape-eros-philia heaven. Vastly different journeys. Thankful for each. I’ve experienced intense professional satisfaction. Goals achieved that prompted my inner outside voice to yell “I DID THIS!” Work that served others while filling […]

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Why I Adore Danielle LaPorte

Allow me to begin by stating that I don’t know Danielle LaPorte personally nor have I ever met her. I was first introduced to her “brand” when she and her former business partner were creating “Style Statements” for self seekers, a few of whom I knew. I dug what I observed of her; she was punk […]

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Show Up

I liken the past two months to an episode of Sons of Anarchy: needless drama that predictably results in lack of communication, followed quickly by betrayal and senseless death. You know, Shakespeare. However, my excerpt is absent of insanely delicious bikers covered in tats and the stench of cigarettes. Bummer. And no one’s died. And […]

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March 10

“But nobody wants to hear this tale The plot is clichéd, the jokes are stale And baby we’ve all heard it all before Oh, I could get specific but Nobody needs a catalog With details of love I can’t sell anymore” ~Aimee Mann, “Invisible Ink” My mother knew when I was bullshitting; her intensity kept […]

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Skål!

February marks four years of play on eatingatme. This fact didn’t register until generic congratulatory messages via LinkedIn forced my hand to pay it some mind. “Happy anniversary, you hot mess.” This is what I read every time I received a new ping. Prior to my stint in Sweden, I viewed eatingatme as yet another […]

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