The world is ending, this country is canceled, there’s a weird pain on the left side of my body—these are screaming exercises for when everything is actually a disaster and no amount of eucalyptus pillow mist spray is going to help you. Namaste.
I want to be the image of health that I’ve presented myself as. The go-getter who hits the gym daily, eats the right things, and gets enough sleep. But my reality is far from that because my illness doesn’t allow for it.
Winter may not be your ideal time for exercise, but in many geographies, it’s going to happen annually for the foreseeable future.
I want everyone to know I had a hysterectomy, and it changed me.
Your thoughts—especially repetitive thoughts—can rewire synapses in your brain to connect faster. What this means is that where before there was space between one negative thought and the next, now there is a decreased amount of space, or a bridge if you will.
You may not think of the missionary position as being one of the sex positions that will make you look fantastic, but it is actually very useful for camouflaging your upper and inner thighs, as well as your butt.
Having abs (for me at least) is like having gone to Harvard: It’s the sort of thing you have to mention within minutes of meeting anyone.
‘Selling yourself’—it’s a skill now, not a sin.
“Getting punched in the stomach and told your dog died on a week long Monday when you ate 3 bean burritos on Sunday.”
It’s no secret that birth control is linked to depression – there is a lot of research proving it.