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Living with Severe Eczema
I honestly wish there was another word for it. "Eczema" is so well-known. Almost everyone will experience eczema to some degree at least once in their lifetime. Because simply, eczema is irritation of the skin. Of course, there is so much more that goes into it, especially for those with severe cases. But it's not rare to be diagnosed with eczema. Most people you come across in your life will know what eczema is when you say you have it. Because I have such a severe form of it, which is not what the average person experiences, I wish there was a different name for what I go through.
By Maddie Dauzat8 years ago in Longevity
Review: Sweatcoin
I initially downloaded 'Sweatcoin', sceptically may I add, a week or so ago, having seen a friend post about it on Snapchat. The app boasts the ability to pay you as you get fit as it hands out its individual cryptocurrency, 'sweatcoins,' for every step you take, which can in turn be exchanged for various goods on the sweatcoin market.
By Hannah Marland8 years ago in Longevity
5 Ways to Make Mindful Moves
In our society everything moves incredibly fast and it's no different with the time we are given. There are so many of us grinding, trying to pack in as much from our To Do list as possible. At times, we feel like we are either running in circles or on fumes. It's easy to feel burned out and stressed all around. Our tendency is to keep it moving, no matter how burnt out we feel. We still have to work, accomplish those goals, raise our kids, get our studying in, and spend quality time with our loved ones.
By Topacio Marrero8 years ago in Longevity
9 Easy Steps to Get You in Shape and Lose Weight Faster
Did you ever think that you could get fit with no gym requirement? Whether you want to learn how to challenge yourself, set goals, or begin a weekly workout routine, you can track your progress in a journal writing down any breakthroughs you experience.
By Silena Le Beau8 years ago in Longevity
Victims of PMDD?
We need to talk. I just saw yet another PMDD post on Facebook that calls us "victims" of this condition. I cringed but nearly scrolled on by until something made me scroll back on up and reply. It was a feeling in my gut, a compulsion, that if I ignored would make me complicit in a cycle of abuse.
By Cheeky Minx8 years ago in Longevity
Listening to Your Own Silence
Sometimes the most recognizable form of disruption that we, as humans, register is noise. That noise comes in the form of yelling, stomping, slamming, bar graphs, lists, obligations, financial problems, schedules, friendly banter, unnecessary banter, 24-hour news cycles, and unexpected rocky bumps in the road. The list is as long as the dictionary. I can ask you to sit down and write out every form of internal dialog that you had with yourself since you woke up this morning and I bet that you would just be able to graze the surface.
By Seth Tyler Black8 years ago in Longevity
Life, Grief...
Grief’s a funny thing. Not hilarious, but funny as in weird, the way that it can creep up on you silently or smack you full in the face and destroy you. It doesn’t wait until a convenient moment when you can prepare for it and meet it with hope and determination. It’s almost as big an asshole as the cancer that causes it for so many people. Grief was never taught manners, it has no sympathy for you, and it certainly doesn’t care that you have things you need to be doing. It’s been said that it’s a necessary evil of life; one of the steps in a process to recover from loss. I don’t see it as a step so much as a recurring theme when it comes to loss; one that never completely goes away, but one that eases with time, guidance, and distractions. In 2012, within the span of two months, I lost two of the most important men in my life to cancer. There are days when it doesn’t feel real, and as though I’ll wake up and see them again, hear their voices, and share in their laughter. Crushing, cruel reality breaks in and grief visits again. There are barely words to express the hopeless feeling that nothing will ever be the same again. That when all I want in the world is to talk to them, instead I have the knowledge that they can’t hear me, or respond the way I need. I believe their spirits are living on in me, in everyone they touched in their short lives, in the sky, the trees and the earth. I don’t believe there’s a God who has a reason for taking them away from me, or any higher power who has control over these things. It sometimes feels as though a grander scheme is at work, but at the end of the day, every one of us is responsible for how our lives turn out. Preaching and crying to someone who can’t hear you and cannot physically give you comfort or strength seems fruitless to me.
By Caitlin Hartlen8 years ago in Longevity
