Nowadays, fuel for a negative body image is everywhere. We see it in magazines, store windows, TV ads, social media, basically everywhere we look there’s another photo shopped body telling us we aren’t worthy as we are. For a lot of young women and girls, and even men and boys, this concept can be very damaging emotionally. So, we turn to diet trends, eating less calories, working out more, trying diet pills, some even going so far as to starve themselves or purge after bingeing. As unhealthy as the latter are, we can recognize those as eating disorders: Anorexia nervosa and bulimia nervosa, respectively. They are very obviously not diet trends, they are a mental illness. On the opposite end of the scale, there are eating disorders that cause excess weight gain such as binge eating disorders. On both ends, there are very visible ways to tell if a person is affected by one of these illnesses; excessive weight loss, refusal to eat, eating too much, excessive weight gain, bad breath from purging, wearing baggier clothes, etc. Now what if in order to lose weight a person decides to take the route of proper diet and exercise? They completely change their diet, make sure to stay active, are very careful to eat proper portions and only eat the right things. That sounds perfectly healthy when done in moderation, but what about when it entirely consumes an individual’s life and becomes just as destructive as the other three? This is the life of someone struggling with orthorexia nervosa.
I'm a confessed makeup-a-holic, but it can be a pretty costly hobby. I'm currently a student, and so saving money where I can is a very useful tool in my student arsenal, so here I'm sharing my favourite drugstore finds to create a whole make up kit without breaking the bank (prices may vary).
There's something about sports
There's something about sports that have always tugged at me, drawn me like the stereotypical moth to the flame. Not everyone I knew understood it, but they accepted it as part of me. I was in my sorority house in 2010 when the San Francisco Giants were making a run in the playoffs, aiming for their first World Series appearance since 2003. I had been in middle school in 2003 and I remember my dad letting me stay up late to watch those games. I also remember the defeat. The first game of the 2010 NLCS, the last step before the World Series, fell on my 21st birthday and while all of my friends just wanted to take me out for drinks, I requested that venue have a TV with the game playing. I didn't want to miss a moment. The last game of the NLCS fell on a night we had a very important meeting in our sorority. I had to be clever, and with some understanding from fellow sports-loving sisters, I was allowed to bring my computer to the meeting with the understanding that it would sit, untouched, with the ESPN Game Cast on the screen. When the ninth inning drew near, the Giants leading, I excused myself from the meeting. In an upstairs room, I had the game already playing and I raced up the two flights, afraid to miss a single pitch. I was too excited to sit down and instead stood in the middle of the room, directly in front of the TV and watched. Everyone in the sorority house was in the meeting downstairs and the upper level of the house was silent, except for the sound coming from the TV and my labored breathing. I had a feeling, building deep inside me, and that feeling was positive. With the winning run on first, and Giants closer Brian Wilson and Phillies Ryan Howard battling to a full count, the drama was set.
How to help a depressed person
Depression is like a dark cloud that won't go away. It has its days when the sun wants to come in but, the clouds are so thick that it blocks the light and its nutrients from getting to the places we need it most, our mind, body, and soul.