My morning routine has changed drastically in the last year. I went from being a college student, to working a full time (and underpaid) job, to working an insane amount of hours at a new job, to quitting that job, to taking on a temp job until I start graduate school. For the time being I have found a morning routine that will make anyone feel prepared and ready for a successful day.
As fall is approaching here in the U.S.A. I personally reach for body butters. They are so much more moisturizing than regular lotion. I use them at night after a body scrub and use a pretty heavy hand. Body butters can be a bit pricy… why not make your own DIY Body Butters to save some money and save yourself from dry skin…
Check out My Depression Journey. I mention briefly my struggles of how my depression lead to Trichotillomania.
You may have come to this page either from searching Trichotillomania or just have a curiosity for all things medical (such as myself). I am not a medical expert, I am not a psychologist; what I am is a person with real struggles who finally decided to open to others. If I can provide an ounce of help to anyone, why not?
I was never the girl who was never had fake nails. I remember in highschool seeing girls with freshly manicured (acrylic and gel) nails on a weekly basis. Now, in high school I worked 2 jobs while playing sports and participating in the fine arts program. Those nails were either going to be too expensive, ripped off, or destroyed by the harsh painting chemicals we used.
I could feel my skin crawl with every moment of silence during our fights. I could feel like my blood boiling, scortching my throat and depriving me of the words that had logic rather than anger. My eyes were warm and sore from the pressure on my brain. And in the end I realized, it was me causing all this.
Depression has always been an unwelcomed friend. It’s isolating, it’s lonely, it’s cold. It fills your day with dread and invites you to take one too many days off from life. Depression has stolen time, money, happiness, friends and family from me.
I was 5 years old when I first felt sad all the time. I would hide in my room from my parents arguing and started to wind down the questions of “where’s Daddy?”. My room was my shelter filled with toys, crayons, and stickers. Those things couldn’t protect me from my mind. When I started being shuffled between one parent to another, that’s when I took a nose dive. I would cry and look at pictures of my mom and me together at the park, I would barricade myself into whatever room was deemed mine, and I would use toys as my amour when traveling making sure to bring as many as possible to recreate a sense of home. None of that shielded me. I was stressed, yet how does a kid know the words to tell their parents that? They didn’t understand anyways.
Blogging can be a science in itself. There are many things to consider such as social media, analytics, posts, pages and so much more. I started a blog 4 years ago and got no where with it since I didn’t do my research and assumed people would flock to my lackluster content and inconsistent posts. I started doing some research and realized that there is so much more to blogging. I have read about 20 books on blogging but there are my top 5 books to read before starting a blog. They will give you a solid base on what blogging is, how to start a blog, content, and beyond.
Healthy hair has always been elusive for me. I was born with a crown of curls which have been almost like a crown of thorns. I remember my mother not knowing how to brush, style, or even remove those oh so popular barrettes back in the 90’s. I have chopped, burned, dyed, and chemically treated my hair to “look” a certain way. Most of the time it just looks worse. Recently I have decided to not work against my natural hair but to work with it and get my hair healthy in as little as one week. Below are the tips and tricks I used and worked.