Healthcare has been a hot button topic in this country for some time. What no one talks about, however, is what options are available for uninsured women who are trying to get adequate treatment for a common health issue.
Once upon a time, it was shameful to shop in a thrift store. Having to wear other people's closet rejects after they wore them out to threadbare rags, or wearing the clothes of someone that had died, was embarrassing and a clear sign that you or your family was poor.
There's a huge culture shock for many new college students about the function of classrooms. In high school, you need permission for everything: to go to the bathroom, to get a drink, to use your computer, etc. High school has a rigid structure that does not allow for deviation. College is... a little bit different.
As I sit here on my bed, having just received news of school being cancelled due to an ice storm, I can't help but think of the recent school shooting tragedy. You see, I'm not a teacher...yet. I'm trying my best to become one. I have wanted to become a teacher for many years and now I'm on my way. I was supposed to be in my assigned classroom where I learn under a mentor teacher. The thing about today is it was supposed to be the first time back in a classroom since the shooting in Florida.
Nearly ten years ago, a book was put into my hands, as it was for thousands of other women before me; a beautiful work of fiction that would become a beacon of inspiration for many women walking a different spiritual path. It was a massive text that told the story of King Arthur, his queen, his knights, and his sister. This story was different though. Arthur wasn't the focus. Instead, his sister Morgaine was the focus and her path of spirituality. Arthur was merely a pawn. Morgaine had the focus and discipline we all craved to be dedicated to our faith. She was brutally honest about her struggles and strife. She was a heroine that we felt connected to because she had so many traits and personality quirks we could all relate to. The way the author, a stand out woman at a time when men dominated all industries, created a new world based on both history and fantasy captured all our minds, and had the power to rekindle our faith in a new way. Then, in 2014, Bradley's daughter had some things to say about her mother that rocked us all.
I'd like to start this off by giving my qualifications on the topic. I was diagnosed with depression the day after my 13th birthday. I've been suicidal and am so awesome at not controlling my unhealthy coping skills. Retail therapy is my go-to, sometimes to the detriment of my household's survival. So, I write this piece from the viewpoint of someone that has buried themselves in their own filth and was dug out by my husband. I am in no way writing this from a place of judgement, because I've fucking been there.