Even though there are more choices than ever when it comes to sunscreen, there’s still a long way to go when it comes to convincing the population that protection from the sun isn’t just for fair-skinned folk – it’s for everyone, and it’s important. There’s a lot more on the line than simply looking like a boiled lobster and feeling a bit sore for a few days.
The “I Have An Event/Holiday/Fun Weekend And Am Going To Go Off Of The Deep End” Stage: You find yourself going off the deep end and diving head first into a pile of whipped cream.
You are what you eat. You are what you do.
We have a rover taking selfies on Mars AND we’re able to have conversations with our robot device that we store in our pockets (“Damn you, Siri!), WHY haven’t we come out with an oral contraceptive for men yet? Just saying.
For those of you who don’t have a mental disorder or have never experienced someone with a mental disorder, it goes a little something like this: imagine you’ve fallen down into a well. The well is deep enough where you feel scared, alone, frightened, and hopeless…
It is hard to openly admit, but being drunk has been my excuse for many of my actions for a long time now.
I can’t tell you the first time I looked in the mirror and hated myself. I can’t tell you if there was a time when I didn’t do that. A morning ritual of pulling my shirt up around my chest and pulling worn-in boxers down below the hip bones I wish I could see and staring at the rise and fall of my skin over my bones and thinking such perverse self-deprecating thoughts that I would never dream of saying those things to anyone else. Wash, rinse, and repeat again come bedtime. I was drowning in self-hatred and I was okay with it.
Have you ever had a moment like this? “No. Way. I do not want an STD. Please don’t let this be an STD. I’m not one of those people who gets something like that. What will my partner think? Will anyone want to be with me again?”
With the ongoing controversy about Planned Parenthood, I think it’s about time for our generation to speak up. What does this issue mean to us? Has it helped, hurt or done nothing for girls today? If you ask me, personally, I’d say that Planned Parenthood gave me my life back – no fear of the future or dredging up of the past.
Since I started my regular meditation practice well over a year ago, it’s been phenomenal at keeping me grounded in what is true and present – rather than becoming swept up in stories and anxieties in my head.