My name is Eliza and I challenge humanity to a duel.
Identifying Domestic Abuse
In the world we live in, there are many things that we must do to protect ourselves. Walking to my car, I look over my shoulder at every instance. Before falling asleep at night, I make sure all doors and windows are locked in the house. When leaving work late at night, I always ask someone to walk me to my car or stay equipped with a hot cup of coffee, ready to be thrown in the face of anyone who may approach me in the wrong way. Many women and men may feel this way and take these precautions, but there is a particular group of people who stay on our toes at all times: domestic abuse survivors.
High School Horror
It was the last month of my senior year at Norwin High School, a small community east of Pittsburgh Pennsylvania, and everyone in my school had what was called “senioritis.” Senioritis, a condition high school senior’s get when they have completely tapped out for the rest of their high school career. Mine was in full effect. It was a normal day. I was sitting in my sixth period class, right before lunch, completely zoned out, typical. My head was buried in my desk, counting the minutes until lunch. Then we heard it. Our faces went pale, and our hearts dropped to the floor; it was the school shooter alarm.
A Life of Limitation: Celiac Disease
My brother is my best friend and our bond is irreplaceable. Between our parents’ divorce and the many cancers our family faced, we always seemed to fight our battles together. This year is not an average year for my brother, as he is finally entering into adulthood and turning twenty-one in just a few months. The excitement is almost too much for him to anticipate, that is before he remembers. He cannot drink any type of beer or wine cooler anymore. He remembers that he can’t even take a bite from his own birthday cake without being bent over in profuse stomach pain for hours. He remembers the doctor appointment that changed his life forever. At just nineteen years old, my brother was diagnosed with celiac disease; an autoimmune disorder where the ingestion of gluten causes normal stomach villi, the fibers that help us digest food, to break down, consequently resulting in severe damage to the small intestine (“What is Celiac Disease”). Gluten is a combination of proteins found in wheat, barley, and rye. It is used to help foods maintain their shape, rise while baking, and provide a chewy texture. Its thick texture makes those with celiac disease have a more difficult time digesting it. This is the reality for 1 in 100 people worldwide with two and a half million undiagnosed in America alone (“Celiac Disease”). This was one battle my brother would have to face alone. Celiac disease causes its victims to live a life of misery with severe symptoms, an array of diagnosis and very little treatments.
Maslow Would Be Pissed
Lets take a trip back to the 1940s. A lot of ideas were being thrown around, and theories of psychology were in full bloom. In the wake of psychoanalysis, Sigmund Freud's death, as well as the rise of John B. Watson and behaviorism, a new theory was making its break on history. Carl Rodgers and Abraham Maslow introduced a new theory know today as the humanistic perceptive. This is the belief that all humans are unique and should be treated as such. Additionally, it emphasized self-worth and primarily viewed actions as a result of personal-gain. Basically, if something brings you personal pleasure you will continue to do it as well as if something makes you feel bad, you will not continue to do it.