Questionable Authenticity

Not the usual “Christian Fare” in this post. Something else.  Someone else who can feel persecuted by the world and (some of) those in it – simply for being “who they are”.

This blog is written by someone who has walked through Eating Disorders (ED). And has written with humbling honesty at each step of that journey.  And – for that – she receives comments of disdain.  Comments questioning whether she is “real”.  Who becomes the target for those who choose to disparage.

BeautyBeyondBones is as special as every other sacred being on this planet.  And yes, she has a relationship with God – and is unashamed of talking about that.  But mainly she talks of her own journey – and I cannot help but love her.

Christian – non-Christian …

Isn’t it down to each of us whether we love and encourage – whether we hate and pull-down – not because of our “beliefs” …  Isn’t it a choice we should make simply because we are all of one on this spinning blob we call “our” Earth?

(Comments disabled here as always for a reblog from me. Please join the conversation at BBB’s place. Thank you)


Maybe it’s because I’m listening to some vintage John Mayer (Room for Squares — holla!), or the fact that I’ve spent the last 30 minutes wistfully looking through old pictures of my family, but here I am, back at the keyboard, taking on a subject that has been weighing on my heart all day today.

I’m not going to lie…I found myself lying awake at 2am last night, with this pit in my stomach. And no…it has nothing to do with the nerves of excitement I may feel about my datetomorrow. Or the trepidationI feel about the fact that there is now Pumpkin Spice flavored toothpaste…


It was because, recently, my authenticity has been questioned by a few people.

Not authenticity in my recovery. But the authenticity of my character. Who I am.

And I’m going to be really honest here…it hurt.

Please don’t read this…

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