So I’ve been doing this talk therapy thing with various mental health professionals for twelve years now, six of which have been with the same psychiatrist. In my experience, it’s the kind of thing that leaves me with more questions than answers and I never really feel like I’m done. I’m okay with that, though. I’m not done – I’m cookie dough.
I have learned things along the way, though, and although I’ve never been super into diaries I’ve found myself thinking about the things I’ve learned lately. I thought I’d share.
I’ve suffered through excruciating menstrual cramps every month since my very first period at age 9. Like, debilitating. So bad I’d throw up at times. I took birth control to manage the pain for about five years, but when I went off the Pill (for a variety of reasons), the cramps were back in full force. Normally, I take an extra strength Advil every six hours or so to manage the pain on days one, two, and three of my period.
In desperation, last June, I contributed to Livia’s Indiegogo campaign.
I ended a long-ish term relationship back in January and realized that I’ve never done the casual dating thing. I’ve been in a series of (almost) back-to-back relationships in my young adult life, and I didn’t date when I was a teenager because I lived in a small town and went to an all-girls school and was generally weird and awkward and shy.
I’m still weird and awkward and shy, but now I have the internet to help me out a bit. So here are a few things I’ve learned on my strange, frustrating, entertaining online dating adventure. And make no mistake, I’m writing these truths down as much to remind myself of them as I am to share them with you…
I’ve veered off-track with my posting schedule these past few weeks, and that’s because I’ve hit a particularly rough patch. It feels so artificial to come on here and pretend to be happy/excited about some product when I’m not really feeling much like doing anything. But this is my blog, and I love it, and I want it to remain a space where I can express myself – even the sad parts. So here goes.
I live with depression and anxiety. I probably have for about 11 years, but I’ve been diagnosed and medicated for six. Some times are harder than others, and this is one of those times. It feels like everything is happening at once. I’m having issues with my physical health (that’s a tale for another time). I ended my year-long relationship for a variety of reasons, but it’s a loss no less. There are family things going on. I need to secure a summer job. Although depression does not have (or need) a “reason,” these are just a few of the things going on with me that I think may have exacerbated the depression I live with on a daily basis.
DevaCurl is where I got my curly start. I bought and read Lorraine Massey’s book The Curly Girl Handbook cover to cover shortly after I started wearing my hair curly regularly. So when my boyfriend and I planned a trip to New York City, you can bet I booked a trip to the DevaCurl DevaChan Salon in Soho.
Here’s a super quick, easy, and inexpensive DIY for you: dinosaur planters!
Here’s everything you’ll need:
These make great home or dorm decor pieces, cute Christmas gifts, and in bright or pastel colours would be really sweet decorations for a kid’s room.
My curls and I have come a long way.
I never straightened with chemicals, but I used to use plenty of heat to straighten my hair on a regular basis.
As a result, I had LOTS of heat damage.
But about three years later, I’m really happy with my hair!
For all the details and more photos, check out my new video!
Air plants are equal parts cute and weird. I love them because, like succulents and cacti, they are pretty tough to kill and I’m not very good at keeping normal plants alive.
I’ll warn you now, this post is not for the squeamish – it contains graphic descriptions of flow and insertion and bearing down. I figure about half the population menstruates or has menstruated, so there’s no sense being ashamed of or not talking about these things. In any case, this post’ll probably be most relevant or helpful to those of you who have uteruses and menstruate.
The first time I tried lash extensions was last summer, and I loved them.
I had them for the better part of the summer and loved them, but had them removed before school started because the prospect of going out of my way for a fill every 3 weeks amid papers and assignments seemed daunting.
Now that the weather is getting nice again (tell that to the snow from last night), I got the itch again. I want to spend less time trying to make it look like I have eyelashes and spend more time doing stuff and things.