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How to Let Go of Your Envious Feelings and Lead a More Peaceful Life
You’ve been trying to get that promotion for months. You’ve been staying up late doing work, sacrificing sleep, and neglecting your partner, all in hopes that your boss will be impressed and will finally give you that raise you so much deserve.
By Margaret Pan5 years ago in Humans
The Importance of Building a Connection With People
Building a connection with people has its benefits. The benefits of building a connection with people are based on having the life skills you need in order to become effective in connecting ties with people. So why is building a connection with people important; and how will this have an impact on how we deal with situations in our personal, professional, and any areas in our life? Regardless of whether you're in any place in your life, developing the skill of connecting ties is crucial to becoming more effective in what you’re doing. It doesn’t matter what we’re doing because connecting with people is one of the key components that will get you to excel. It doesn’t even need to be relevant to the workplace. It could be in our personal life in the context of having a strong relationship with our family and friends. It could even be business. Whatever it is, it’ll help you to become more of your better self the more you develop a bond.
By Hannan Muzeyen5 years ago in Humans
Patient Advocate
I doubled in size at age 4. My large, puffy cheeks and big belly were already causing an unhealthy body image to form in my young mind. My poor mother took me to doctor after doctor, specialist after specialist throughout my childhood while trying several different diet plans on me. I didn’t understand why I couldn’t look like the other kids even while living the exact same childhood. I was active, I was happy, and I was eating normally but I kept gaining weight. Nothing was working. Doctors were no help at all and I dreaded going every time. They would never bother testing me for anything considered “rare” but would simply throw their hands up and put me on another diet. I became less confident as I grew up and had periods where I did lose weight, only to have it all come back. I suffered from menstrual irregularities, headaches, muscle weakness, facial hair, abdominal stretch marks, mental illness, dizziness, brittle teeth, the list goes on. I would never try out for sports for fear of getting winded before the other kids and I continued to hate what I saw in the mirror. I cried myself to sleep more times than I can count and wrote goal lists in my childhood diaries with the top goal always being “Lose weight”.
By Chelsie Speer5 years ago in Humans
Metal Mama 35
I myself have never fit into any spaces that I choose to frequent. Ya see, I am a middle-aged black woman and I absolutely adore and love metal and indie music. I'm 35 to be exact- born on Halloween '85. Some of the best moments of my life were attending live shows and concerts where I’d often be the only black or brown face in the crowd. As you can imagine that could be pretty nerve-wracking and too boot I’m just 4’11. A tiny brown ball of energy and joy is how I choose to see myself at these shows. I thrash about and bang my head harder than anyone. I start and end mosh pit circles. I’ve seen startled looks on people’s faces but also faces of delight as they see I am truly and deeply enjoying myself—for me and no one else.
By Andrea Eddings5 years ago in Humans
Journey's are necessary
What passion do you write about when you have so many? When you want to open up teaching that everything is fixable! From a flat tyre to a broken heart! and share all of your experiences to help those who have decided on their journey to plunge into the unknown and ended up in the most ridiculous or marvelous situations!
By Karen Van Abel5 years ago in Humans
Enough is Enough
If you have ever felt like an outsider or misfit to your own body, then this story is for you. I can imagine that feeling for most of my life, your life too, but I don’t know your history. That’s why I’m here to share my narrative of confinement, pain, and restoration. A tale that is just a speck of light, but in hindsight has the scope to heal thousands. Even if a handful of readers took the time to listen and understand my struggle to accept myself, then it would all be worth it. At the young age of 9, I thought I was abnormal, accidental, and unworthy. For most of my childhood, I thought my appearance was what made me tense and disturbed. That was never the case, it was the suddenly audacious remarks that others thought were okay to say. The frequently dehumanizing names and belittling tones are what pushed my confidence down my throat. Of course, my actions made it worse by accepting these odd comments and “compliments”. The shrinking of my authenticity is what eventually killed my spirit. Nevertheless, here I am with the passion of life lit under my eyes. Together with a voice, your ears, and self-belief...I can change your perspective for good.
By Juliette Garcia5 years ago in Humans
unsocial butterfly
Going through puberty is tough. It’s even worse when you start going through ‘The Change’ when you’re 9years old. Being in grade 4, and having your body develop, and look different is about as confusing and awkward as it can be. What makes it worse, is that as a female your friends, people who you thought were your friends, and other schoolmates, no longer wish to talk to you because you’re different. You’ve changed, your body changed, your face changed, you have acne and mood swings, and are completely fed up with feeling this way. Doesn’t help when you’re the Artsy kid, who watches Anime and Cartoons and reads far more than other children. Being shunned from playing on the playground, because if you dared to step foot onto it, you’d be mocked and made fun of and pushed around. And if you push back, you’re the one getting in trouble. Because girls are taught to “Sit still look pretty.” or “Boys don’t mature as fast as girls, please be considerate of them and their feelings.” Well what about mine?! What about my feelings of inadequacy, my feelings of being alone, my feelings of being sexualized by adults, because I'm a female, and therefore I'm an object, even though I'm only 9 years old, I have to cater to the thoughts and ideals that don’t suit my lifestyle. Let kids be kids, is a lie, how can you be a kid when you’re told that, no you can’t play around in the forest with your friends anymore in case you get hurt, or in case they hurt you in ways you don’t want to experience. Yes we can go to the lake today, no you can’t wear a bathing suit because of other peoples wandering gaze. Cover up. It doesn’t matter how hot it is, you can’t show that much skin as someone with your body type. What body type? The body type of an elementary schooler? The body type of a confused and scared child, who can’t understand these adult things, and has no friends to talk to because everyone is scared or jealous that this happened to me first?
By Tahsys Merrill5 years ago in Humans
