Exposing any subject that is unpleasant or controversial means risking judgment and making some people feel uncomfortable.

I've found that balance is key. I'm no longer an extremist in any one direction.

Though my parents assured me over and over again that I wasn't stupid or slow, I sensed that my dyslexia was now a stigma on all of us.

I was essentially paid to perpetuate the myth that we are all, or should at least try to be, 17 and a size 2 forever.

My weight fluctuated when I was 30, and I did the unthinkable - I stepped out as a plus-sized model.

My own path towards wellness has been a long and dynamic one. It's taught me that healing from the inside out takes time and there can be great value in various sources of guidance.

My parents were both from the East and had moved to San Francisco only so my father could go to law school there.