The Cancer In Me Became

Anorexia Was My Attempt To Have Control Over My Body And Manipulate My Body And Starve My Body And Shape My Body. It Was Not A Very Good Relationship. It Was The Sort Of Relationship My Father Had To My Body. It Was A Tyrannical, "you'll Do What I Tell You" Relationship.

Women Are The Primary Resource Of The Planet. They Give Birth, We Come From Them. They Are Mothers, They Are Visionaries, They Are The Future. If We Can Figure Out How To Make Women Feel Safe And Honor Women, It Would Be Parallel Or Equal To Honoring Life Itself.

My Commitment Originated In My Own Story And My Own Relationship To Violence.

Writing And Giving Voice To What I Am Feeling Makes Me Happy. And Supporting People In Finding Their Voice, Passion, Outrage And Resistance. There Is Nothing Better Than That.

For Many Years Now, I Feel Like My Own Body Struggle Has Been Linked And Connected With Women I Meet In The World. I Think We're In This Together.