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Why Apple Cider Vinegar Is Good for Cystic Acne. Top Story - April 2018.
Apple cider vinegar has become one of the most surprising superfoods out on the market. In health food groups, dieters who want to cleanse out their body and improve their overall health are now downing shots of this stuff as part of their diet. Most people know it for its dietary perks and call it a slenderizing cure-all, but the truth is that it might be a better choice for your skin.
By Skunk Uzeki8 years ago in Longevity
Fight the Good Fight
Ableism means that somebody is not taking into account a disability. It is like telling somebody in a wheelchair to get up and walk when they can’t. Or pointing out a person with diabetes’ need for insulin, to tell them they are a waste of space. Great. Such a swell comment, because sometimes people will slip up and tell those of us with knee injuries to kneel in certain situations when we can’t. Ableism makes people feel ashamed of themselves. I have an enormous shame complex of mine that I’m working on ridding myself of. I spent my entire childhood sleep deprived.
By Iria Vasquez-Paez8 years ago in Longevity
Starting a New Workout Routine
Hello friends, fans, and family, I hope that you are having an awesome day. And if you are not having a good day, then I am hopeful that after reading this you will be having an awesome day. I started a new workout routine and food intake program for the purpose of losing weight and trimming up. It is a big thing for me because I love to eat, and I also enjoy sweets. I also developed a community of friends in the place that I ate at. So, I felt compelled to go there and I wanted to go because my friends were there. This became a problem when I decided to eat better and lose weight and to get back into the gym.
By Isaac Middleton8 years ago in Longevity
Another Face in the Crowd - Vol. 1
April 2005. That's how long ago my injury happened. I have spent more years than I care to admit dealing with the impact of what happened to me. I don't really talk about it. I don't actively acknowledge it as much as humanly possible. It's a weight I try to ignore but it crushes me down no matter what I do. That's why I'm writing this I suppose. Maybe it can help in some way.
By Rustin Petrae8 years ago in Longevity
My Experience and How It Led to Fitness
Successful men in the media are more often than not portrayed as strong, tough, and respected; that idea of the "macho man." Men are often consumed with the idea of being "alpha," and feeling weak can make us feel demotivated and, quite frankly, useless. And being bullied for it certainly doesn’t help! But how do we overcome that? How do we turn such a negative experience around into one that benefits us?
By Vince Latras8 years ago in Longevity
Best Essential Oils for Arthritis
Arthritis, or swelling and pain of the joints, affects 20 percent of the American population. Suffering from soreness, pain, swelling, and discomfort, arthritis patients will turn to anything to relieve their symptoms. But what better route to go than the natural one?
By Olivia Amber8 years ago in Longevity
Diabetes Boundaries
Most of the time, I try to be very discreet when I check my blood sugar in public. It might upset someone to see blood, so I try to keep it discreet. It has come down to me that I should check my blood sugar outside of the mental health organization meeting room. Never mind people picking on me for my height, they pick on me for my disability as well. My diabetes wasn’t caught in time when I was a child. It defied a diagnosis, or somebody simply ignored it. Give or take, I was traumatized by a diabetic coma at ten.
By Iria Vasquez-Paez8 years ago in Longevity
What's in a Name?
From the moment I was born, I had a condition. There are various physical symptoms that accompany it, but no matter how many are added to my personal collection, I don’t have an actual name for the overall package. A label. A diagnosis. I’ve never been able to catch that elusive answer to what it is I have. Chances are I never will. As a toddler, one of my numerous doctors compared me to a puzzle box missing its cover. That necessary cover that shows the finished image on it, which you use to guide your steps along the way. As odd as it might seem, it’s an accurate comparison, so props to him. I’m essentially a riddle the medical community won’t solve. Like, ever. And back then, I didn’t care that I’d never have a name to put to whatever I had.
By Ashley Cataquet8 years ago in Longevity
Ableism Among Us
I have just the material I need to discuss ableism. I took a class at my job training school on the job search. Class went by quickly for me because I was having a good time—until we went to the teacher’s office and I sat down. I’m around four foot ten and somebody was loudly discussing my height as though I wasn’t there. She said, “you are a foot tall.” I was waiting for my chance to use a job search website that searches by zip code. She was discussing my height with a male coworker as if I wasn’t there. I whispered at her something scathing that went like, “I know you are talking about me. I know when I’m being bullied. You need to stop.” Whispers intimidate people more than loud shouts.
By Iria Vasquez-Paez8 years ago in Longevity












