Category Archives: EATING DISORDERS

5 Reasons I’m Speaking About My Mental Health

“You’re not a victim for sharing your story. You are a survivor setting the world on fire with your truth. And you never know who needs your light, your warmth & raging courage.” Alex Elle Okay. So it’s been a little over a year since I’ve been talking and writing and blogging and video-ing about my own mental health, which includes by association my own mental illnesses, and I’ve gotten my fair share of those who love it and those who hate it. Yes, as shocking as it is, there truly is an other side of the spectrum- regardless of how steadfastly you stand on yours. There’s those who have found they feel less alone when they find my words. Then there’s those who truly realize for the first time they have some control and some choices when it comes to their own mental health. There’s some who simply need […]


Giraffes, Penguins and Transforming Yourself (And When To Stop Transforming Yourself)

“Don’t spend time beating on a wall, hoping to transform it into a door. ” – Coco Chanel Today in 2014 I was at an audition for an E! News promo to air during the Academy Awards. I’d come straight from an audition for a sports drink commercial so when I got to the casting studio I sat in my car to do makeup & change clothes. Sports bra to push up. Shorts to halter dress. Reeboks to stilettos (that’s a lie, Reeboks to flip flops to stilettos I carried in from my car). I gathered my 1,926 bags that contained: A) all my work materials, B) some productive crap to do in event I had a long hurry up & wait period ahead of me, and C) a change of clothes & makeup for my next audition. I headed inside, all dressed up and with all my shit, looking […]


The best way out is always through. – Robert Frost

Hi. I’m Amanda. And I’ve started this blog 2,389 times and have no reason to believe this start with be any different that the other starts, which ended with lots of weird spam comments about buying handbags in China. But I’m hopeful. I’m a bulimic and compulsive eater with Major Depressive Disorder, generalized anxiety, and an ICD, or Impulsivity Control Disorder (which is a very fancy way of saying I bite the shit out of my fingers/fingernails until they bleed). I’m an ex-girlfriend who finally went No Contact last year from an emotionally and psychologically abusive relationship with a narcissistic personality, a suicide prevention advocate who has spent more time than I’m comfortable admitting suicidal, and an actress who recently ditched Hollywood’s bullshit standards to work on healing and actually liking whoever I am when I’m not who my agents told me to be. This evening, January 14th, 2017, after […]