Hey Babes,
Welcome to another newsletter. It’s been almost four months since I’ve been on the road and this spring has been a whirlwind to say the least. Everyday is stimulating and I’ve had very little time to “decompress”. A lot of time that I planned for rest and writing ended up being spent socializing and eating. That is nothing to complain about, but please take my lack of sharing as evidence that I’m living. A lot.
A lot of folks have found this newsletter to explore how their relationship with food has been influenced by systemic oppression and physiology. It means so much to me to be able to validate folks experiences with information that can help them move forward. I have a lot more coming up, but am about to spend much more time on the road and will likely not be publishing regularly for a bit. (Oh also - funemployment is about to take a brief hiatus!!! )
Anywho - I thought I’d share some posts that you may have missed but would like to read. Please let me know if these pieces are validating to you.
Best,
Stephanie
Is There Room For Nutrition In the Anti-Diet Space?
I left the anti-diet online space quite awhile ago, getting exhausted by how the nature of social media was negatively impacting an important social movement. Quick-bite posts and captions ultimately got regurgitated not just by followers, but by fellow clinicians, in contexts that were misunderstood and therefore creating misinformation. Followers desi…
"Clean Eating", Masculinity, AI, and the history of how anxiety epidemics lead to authoritarian political movements
As humans, we have an unfortunate affliction that often undermines our intelligence: the compulsion to believe that anything new to our consciousness is new to humanity. One of those beliefs being clean eating.
Why does diet culture have such a hold on women?
“Her creation will be to make articulate this obscure world which dominates me, which he denies being dominated by, but which asserts it’s domination in destructive proofs of it’s presence, madness.”
Strawberry School
“Did you pick your pint yet?” Jean, one of the farms owners, stopped me on the way to my car after clocking out for the day. She had spent several decades on the farm and was rarely seen except during closing in the harvest-your-own field. Staff normally paid for berries just as guests did. But when heat waves passed through ripening berries so fast the…