From Bonny's desk
No wellness clichés. No advice that ignores how hard it actually is. Just honest writing about what's happening in your body, your mind, and your life.
You’ve tried to stop. You’ve told yourself tomorrow will be different. You’ve thrown out the biscuits, stocked the fridge with salads, downloaded the app. And it works — for a few days. Maybe a week.
You push through the deadline. You survive the school holidays. You hold it together through the hardest month of the year. And the moment you sit down — the moment you actually let yourself rest
No one warns you how lonely it gets. The ovulation tracking. The two-week waits. The pregnancy announcements from everyone except you. The way your body starts to feel like a project that keeps failing —
You said yes again. You didn’t want to. You had nothing left. Your body was already telling you — the tight jaw, the knot in your stomach, the headache that comes on every Sunday night
The chocolate at 9pm is not the problem. The biscuit tin after a hard conversation. The drive-through on the way home because you just can’t face cooking. The ice cream straight from the tub while