Annakeara Stinson - xoJane

I Went On "Good Morning America" To Talk About Eating Disorders And I'm Pretty Sure I Won't Be Asked Back

Annakeara Stinson — Wed, 08 May 2013 15:00:00 -0400

A few weeks ago, I receive an e-mail with this subject line: "Hi From Good Morning America/ We'd Love to Talk with you Right Away!"

It Feels Like Dying But It's Not: On Migraining My Way Into The ER

Annakeara Stinson — Thu, 04 Apr 2013 18:00:00 -0400

 I read once migraines are a rare breed of neurological malady in that they can cause a sort of cognitive and physical meltdown, a total collapse and haywiring of the senses, without causing permanent disability.

Eye Shadow of My Bad Dreams and the Dread of Dealing with My Looks

Annakeara Stinson — Fri, 07 Dec 2012 18:00:00 -0500

Makeup or no makeup, negligence doesn't seem to do the trick for me either.

Then What Do We Do? The Sandy Diaries

Annakeara Stinson — Wed, 07 Nov 2012 13:30:00 -0500

Outside, all stores are shut and dead asleep. The windows of every tall building are flat black. The air is swirling with fierce punch and magic force. We find neighbors clustered in the middle of 1st Avenue, a gaggle in Burberry rain gear, pullover hockey windbreakers and UGGS. Near and above them is a dangling WALK sign, creaking like a horror story broken door.

Letting It All Hang Out: The Trouble With Writing About Your Life Is That Sometimes Your Dad Reads It.

Annakeara Stinson — Mon, 05 Nov 2012 18:00:00 -0500

The other night I get this voicemail from my dad out of the blue. He wasn’t pleased with me.

I Just Got My Period for the First Time in 6 Months

Annakeara Stinson — Mon, 22 Oct 2012 14:30:00 -0400

I look it up myself to investigate potential causes, stress, anorexia, “structural problems” like tumors or blockage, chemical imbalances. Stress maybe, but most other things I’ve tested out just fine.

There's Never Money, Honey; The Day Jobs of A Fledgling Writer

Annakeara Stinson — Thu, 18 Oct 2012 12:00:00 -0400

I’ve watched babies on date night, arranged funeral flowers, filled anti-psychotic prescriptions for elementary schoolboys, worked as a nanny for the kids of a famous artist, made ice cream cones, sandwiches, coffee.

Oh, You Again: Accepting My Cyclical Depression

Annakeara Stinson — Wed, 10 Oct 2012 12:30:00 -0400

Rachel Maddow says she can feel it when a depression is coming in, like the prelude to a migraine. She has to make allowances for it, rework her schedule, make sure she isn’t interviewing authors because she can't read a book a day like normal.

Diggin' the Dry Spell: I Don't Date

Annakeara Stinson — Tue, 18 Sep 2012 10:00:00 -0400

At times I question if my disinterest in dating is odd, feel the expectation that I am supposed to be actively looking for coupledom or the perfect Bertolucci liaison.

Tell Me My Future, Show Me My Destiny; In Which I Have A Palm Reading

Annakeara Stinson — Mon, 10 Sep 2012 13:30:00 -0400

To be honest, I think, I believe in all that magic, just as much as I believe in mugs and senators and every other little thing that makes the world go round.

I Came Upon A Masturbator, and Other Reasons I Get Freaked Out When I Run

Annakeara Stinson — Tue, 28 Aug 2012 13:00:00 -0400

I've never actually been attacked, only had close calls, felt really afraid, uncomfortable. Still, each time I run, frightening fantasies tend to run along with me.

Couldn't We Just Go To The Movies? The Trouble With Hanging Out Sober

Annakeara Stinson — Fri, 17 Aug 2012 13:30:27 -0400

Lately, I have trouble hanging out.

I Just Can't Quit Diet Coke

Annakeara Stinson — Thu, 09 Aug 2012 10:30:15 -0400

Sometimes I go a day with just a can or a little coffee, a buck or two, but at least once my beverage tally reached $16, about 10.6 % of my weekly take home right now

Sober In a Bar: They Let Loose; I'm Still Here

Annakeara Stinson — Tue, 31 Jul 2012 17:00:16 -0400

Sober, I learn, bars don't look so hot, they aren't that fun. At 9 o’clock, we arrive together talking in the same tongue, and by 9:45, we’re in different orbits.

My Beds Are Never My Own

Annakeara Stinson — Wed, 25 Jul 2012 18:00:27 -0400

Had I known, the morning I left home at 17, it would be the last time I'd have a space like that for some time, I wonder if I would have gotten up.

I Have a Ghost In My Apartment

Annakeara Stinson — Mon, 16 Jul 2012 11:00:26 -0400

I begin to imagine Elliot as that waif who played Keats in "Bright Star" and wonder what it’s like to eff a ghost. Probably equal parts soft and transcendental.

I Got Arrested Drunk Twice In a Month

Annakeara Stinson — Thu, 12 Jul 2012 13:00:31 -0400

I'd been so far from feeling empowered to treat myself with kindness, that I needed two 26-year-old cops to tell me "Get off the road, fool."

My Gluten Allergy Was A Veil For An Eating Disorder

Annakeara Stinson — Mon, 09 Jul 2012 11:00:18 -0400

I heeded the doctor's advice and gave up gluten, although my stomach felt little relief at the time. The notable side effect from my gluten freedom? I lost 15 pounds in a little over a month.