Tuesday, April 3, 2018

Birthday Post #3 ~ Never Stop Dancing

Hiya dudes! Back today with day 3 of 28 life lessons I've learned so far!


Today, is to dance.


Dancing is definitely one of the only things that's kept me going through my life. When I feel so down I just want it all to end, I dance, and it gives me life. I have yet to meet someone where truly letting go and just dancing and having fun hasn't brightened their spirit.


There's something pure and honest about dancing, letting go of yourself, even if it's only for a minute, and just having fun. I love to dance, and it's literally saved my life a time or two. 


When you have a frown you just can't turn upside down, try dancing. Nothing fancy, nothing serious, just put on a song you can't help but tap your foot to, close your eyes, and just dance like you did when you were a little kid. I'm sure it'll put a smile on your face, and make you feel better.


So, lesson 3 - dance. Never stop dancing.



Monday, April 2, 2018

Birthday Post #2 ~ Chill Pill

Hiya dudes! Back with day 2 of 28 posts for my birthday month! 


Today, I'm going to talk about the lesson of the chill pill.


If you've never heard of a chill pill, heard the phrase "take a chill pill" or something similar, well, where have you been? 


In all seriousness though, it's a good lesson. I remind myself quite often to take a chill pill, and it really does help. It was a phrase used often in my parent's home when I was growing up, and it's carried with me into my adult life.


I think I mastered this lesson at a fairly young age, for the most part. Taking a chill pill is basically just that, you calm the F down, and chill out. It's a way of mentally and emotionally taking back the reigns of the current situation you find yourself in, generally to calm down. 


For example, as a woman, I have monthly PMS cycles that cause my body to have hormone spikes. I get moody, irritable, and lose patience for no good reason. When this starts up, I will actually tell myself, out loud, to take a chill pill. Inside, basically, I take a deep breath, let go of any negative emotion I'm holding onto, and relax. I stretch my neck out, and let go of the tension that always seems to be there, and let it go. 


I take a chill pill.


I've never had a situation where doing this has made things worse. In fact, every time I've ignored the need to take a chill pill, things have gotten far worse, every time. High emotions and irritability are never helpful, and a clear mind will always handle a situation better than one being fueled by frustration or negativity. Believe me, it's not always easy. Sometimes you do need to blow off steam and vent, but when dealing with other people, or once you've blown off that steam, it's time for a chill pill.

I have to say, the chill pill has definitely been one of the most important life lessons I've learned, and it's one I'll cling to til my grave. I hope it's one you'll adopt as well - trust me, it'll always help. If you find yourself in a situation where you're just snapping at everything, upset at little things, getting in fights, nagging or bickering with people, or getting irritated with things you can't change, that's your cue to take that chill pill.


Breathe, relax, let go of the negativity, and swallow that chill pill, man. You'll find a massive weight lift off your shoulders if you actually internalize the chill pill, and things will always improve. I promise.


So, lesson 2: take a chill pill, man.




Sunday, April 1, 2018

Birthday Post #1 ~ Self Love & You're Important

Hiya dudes! Okay, starting off the 28 days of posts for my b-day!


I'm not going to do this in any particular order, just 28 things that I've learned, that I think others could learn from.

I want to start with the lesson of loving yourself, and respecting your importance.


It took me a looooong time to learn this, and honestly, I'm still learning it. This project I'm doing right now, posting for the whole month, is an exercise in that lesson. It isn't wrong to acknowledge your importance, it's simply good to keep it in check, and not get too full of yourself. If I was doing a month of posts all about why I'm awesome-sauce, then maybe there would be an ego issue, and some vanity to address.


See, that's the root there, I think, of the fear a lot of people have of thinking they're important enough to acknowledge, love, or respect. So many people I've talked to who struggle with self confidence, seem to have a fear of people thinking they're vain, and full of themselves in an unhealthy way. Learning the difference between vanity and healthy confidence is key, and hopefully this post will help.


See, this project is a good example. I'm not asking you to pay attention to me. Yes, I'm sharing things I've learned, but the point is to help other people (hopefully), and remind myself how much I've grown up so far. I can acknowledge that I have something to offer people, and celebrate my life, without being obnoxious. At least, I hope.


It seems like self-love is something that's a bit twisted in today's world, where kids are taught to either ignore themselves completely, which generally leads to a rebellion later on in life, or they're taught to love themselves too much, to the point of excluding others in their life. I'm more interested in helping people who don't feel important, and don't feel worth loving.


I can tell you, without a doubt, you are. It's a big life lesson to learn, and everyone struggles with it in one way or another. You were made, beyond all reason. Of all the pairings of dna your parents could have made, you were created. That's amazing. You, by simply existing, are a miracle. You matter. It's important to value yourself, and love yourself, so you can grow, and live life to the fullest.


Like I said, I'm still learning this, so I'm definitely not a great example yet, but I hope to be one day. If I can inspire one person to look in the mirror and smile at the person looking back at them, I will be happy.


So, lesson 1: love yourself, because you DO matter. Respect your existence, because you're important. 




Saturday, March 31, 2018

Birthday Month!

Hiya dudes! Guess what, April is my birthday month!


Yes, I am one of those obnoxious people that  has fun the entire month, instead of one day. Why limit it? I hate restricting the celebration of something to one day - it puts a ton of pressure on it to be something awesome, and just ends up making people not care after a while. At least, it does for me.


I celebrate the New Year all of January, 
love and Valentine's Day all of February, 
St. Patrick's Day/Irish Day all of March, 
my anniversary all of May, 
hub's bday all of June, 
Independence Day/being American all of July, 
Fall/Autumn all of September, 
Halloween all of October, 
Thanksgiving all of November, 
and Christmas all of December (okay, I start celebrating that one in September - don't judge me.). 
Why should my bday be any different? It's important to my family, and it's fun.


So, April is my month, to spend time on me, because honestly, the rest of the year, I kind of forget about me. I take care of everyone else, all my projects, my jobs, and forget about myself. April gives me a chance to get my personal life in order every year, get my spirit balanced and healthy, and refocus my priorities and my energy.


Since I'm focusing on this blog more now, I'm going to do a daily (hopefully) post, and at least weekly post, about things that I've learned so far in my life. My birthday is on the 28th, and I'll be 28 - keeping in line with the theme, I'll list 28 things I've learned.


Hopefully you guys find it interesting, and if not, check back in May for some other topics of interest.


Bring on birthday month!!



Wednesday, March 21, 2018

#EndometriosisAwareness

Hiya peeps. Since I'm revamping this blog, I've decided to add some deeper content to it. I've spent so long hiding myself for fear of being judged, ridiculed, laughed at, or worst of all, not believed. Especially when it comes to my health and my personal life. What I've found though, is I'm still judged, even being super guarded. Hiding doesn't fix anything, because people are people, and those who will judge, will find anything to pick at, so what's the point? It gets really lonely in the end.

In a desire to deal with my loneliness and feeling disconnected from the world, I joined several groups on Facebook, associated with personal things I was dealing with. I made sure they were closed groups, so my friends and family couldn't see that I was a part of them. I even did a Google search to make sure groups set as "closed" were indeed hidden from information my connections could view. Did I mention I'm pretty closed off?

Joining the various groups was my first step in feeling like a person again. Actively joining a community, albeit online, and committing to at least attempting to be active and engage socially with others. That, for me, is intensely difficult.
What I found though, was a sense of community I haven't felt in a long time. I've made friends, "met" other women who understand me, and don't judge me. It's a safe zone, for sure, but it became addicting, and fun, to be social and feel that fear dissolving every time I had a positive encounter. There were a few negative ones, but I didn't let them stop me, and for me, that is major growth. A year ago, a negative reaction to an encounter, even online, would put me off for a week, and make me avoid any human contact outside my home for quite a while. Social phobias suck.

Those phobias, however, are a different story. Today, in this post, I'm going to open up about something I think may end up benefiting others, hopefully. Endometriosis.

I sincerely hope you've heard or read that word at some point in the last few weeks. March is Endometriosis Awareness Month, and it's been insanely successful this year, from what I can tell.


In case you've been sheltered somehow from the awareness raising campaigns, or simply haven't looked more into what that big mind-numbing word means, let me run through it really quickly, with a cliff-notes explanation. Sciency types, don't jump on me if it's not technical or perfect - I'm writing it as if I'm explaining it to my little brother, who has no clue about any of this stuff, and has a difficult time paying attention. If he can get it, hopefully anyone can. ;)

Anatomy warning - put your science/mature brain on here, so you can understand, because more than likely, you know a woman with this condition, and she would want you to understand what she's going through. Trust me.
The cycle of a woman's period is all about the uterus shedding it's interior lining every month (or around 28 days for a healthy cycle), if there isn't a pregnancy. Gross, but that's what happens, what can you do. The bleeding week-ish portion is the actual get-rid-of-it lining, and a fresh lining takes it's place, freshly prepped for the possibility of a pregnancy.

What does that have to do with endometriosis (endo, for short)? The tissue that lines the inside of the uterus, and bleeds every month, is specific tissue. It cycles through layers based on hormonal cues, basically estrogen. For a woman with endo, that tissue grows outside the uterus, and works exactly the same. Namely, it bleeds every cycle, typically into the pelvic area. Outside the organ it was meant to be contained inside.

Obviously, that results in basically internal bleeding every period, with no where for the blood to escape. The trapped blood then causes damage as it sits and festers, causing pain that you would imagine would go with internal bleeding, and over time, causes scaring. That scar tissue can attach to any muscle, organ, ligament, or nerve around, and can cause massive damage.

It's also a progressive condition, meaning it gets worse with time. The only way to get rid of it, is to cut the bleeding lesions out, cutting deep enough to get the roots, and even then, it can and most often times does grow back. Even removing the ovaries/uterus doesn't stop it, because it grows it's own estrogen! Basically, it's a bad ass pissed off kind of cell structure that we can't actually stop, and at best, only hack up the woman suffering from it, and hope it's a while before the lesions grow back. It's a war, and currently, one we are losing.


When a woman says she has endometriosis, she isn't just complaining about bad periods. Healthy periods are uncomfortable, yes, but they shouldn't put you in the hospital. Many women with endometriosis end up in the hospital from their pain, on a regular basis. It causes uncontrollable vomiting, searing pain, full-body muscle aches and shaking - basically, what you would expect to accompany internal bleeding. It hurts, it's not healthy, and it's damaging.


There are 4 stages of this condition, 1-4. Stage 1, as you may have guessed, is the "best" case scenario. Generally, women with stage 1 can cope okay, still get pregnant fairly easily, and can stay out of the hospital. Stage 2 is a bit worse, but from what I've seen, fairly manageable for the most part. Stage 3 gets quite a bit worse, and it's pretty bad, with infertility issues, hospital visits, and massive pain. Stage 4 is living hell, for most, with terrible infertility, massive pain that even morphine can't stop, and by this point, typically travels to other organs, putting them in risk of being damaged and needing to be removed. Try having a bleeding lesion on your bladder - it's like the never ending uti from hell that will never, ever heal, without massive surgery, and will most likely come back.


Women can get these lesions any where in the body, on any organ, including the brain, eyeballs, lymph-nodes, etc. It attacks the body from the inside out, and once it spreads that far, the best any doctor can do is attempt to clean up the damage without making it worse. It is living hell.


If a woman tells you her period is so bad she blacks out, can't walk, can't move, don't dismiss it. She's not okay, and there is something wrong. A healthy period is uncomfortable, and cramping can hurt, but if one pain pill doesn't fix it, then something is not right. Catching it early can save a woman from a lifetime of damaged organs, pain, and internal havoc physically, mentally, and emotionally. Since it's dismissed so often, a lot of women end up committing suicide because of it - being in that level of pain for so long does bad things to the mind, and being dismissed or told she's "weak" may just kill her spirit, and eventually, the woman herself.

Personally, I have stage 4 endometriosis. I also have pcos, so I don't just get monthly periods, I typically get them bi-weekly, if not back to back. The mix would mean that sometimes, I would go months without relief, pain bad enough to make me pass out, lose sleep for days, and cry until I physically couldn't cry any longer. I was dismissed, told I was weak or seeking attention, and wanted to die. I tried to commit suicide twice because of the pain.


Endometriosis isn't a joke. It's not an excuse. It's not convenient. A woman with internally bleeding lesions isn't a person trying to get attention. Passing out from pain isn't a joke. If you saw someone in so much pain they passed out - broke a bone, for example - would you dismiss them and tell them to toughen up? No, unless you're a psychopath. Endometriosis is no different. I have yet to meet a woman with it who is glad to have it, or would wish it on their worst enemy. It can be crippling, and often times, is.


I want to repeat my main point - you probably know a woman with endo. Why? Because 1 in 10 women have endometriosis!! Think of 10 women you know - your mom, sister, cousin, aunt, grandmother, girl friend, friend, nerdy chick you cheated off in math, or the barista at the local coffee shop. Chances are, one of them is living with endo, and you probably didn't even know it. She could be bleeding internally right this second, slapping a smile on her face so you don't have to know about it.


Last points - endo isn't contagious, you can't contract it (not a disease), it's been found in miscarried fetuses (aka, a baby is literally born with it), there is no cure, a hysterectomy and birth control won't stop it, there is no stopping it, children can have it even before they start their period at all, it can effect men in rare cases, and it's not a joke.


If this post does anything, I hope it helps you become more aware. If this was taken more seriously, and the women suffering had support, maybe we could find a cure. More and more studies are being done because more and more women are saying "enough is enough" and demanding help. We aren't demanding attention for ourselves, simply this awful condition that shouldn't even exist.

The women in your life suffering with endo deserve to live without crippling pain. Women of the future deserve to live without crippling pain. With any luck, years from now, "endometriosis" will be an obscure term in a medical collection of conditions that have been cured and erased from our species.


I'm not looking for sympathy, attention, or a pat on the back. I'm sharing my story because I've decided to stand up, and say please, don't dismiss this. I don't want anyone to have to suffer with internal bleeding, chronic pain, infertility, and constant ER visits, all while having others roll their eyes and be disrespectful. It's not fair. It's not right. Human suffering isn't something to roll your eyes at, regardless of who is suffering, or whether it has to do with a period or not. Let's do something to change this. If nothing else, listen to the women in your life who say they have it, and are suffering. Just give them a hug, is that so hard? I'm sure you'd want one, if you started bleeding internally, that's for sure.
Thanks for reading - hopefully the ripples are good ones.

Sunday, March 4, 2018

Aaaaaand We're Back!!

Hello!!


Okay, so this blog has been dead for a little over a year. I did that on purpose, because I needed to figure some stuff out.


I had bitten off way more than I could chew, and honestly I crumbled a bit. So, I took a year to figure out what I want. Where I'm going, what I want to do, and ultimately, what God's leading me to do.

I spent last year getting my personal life sorted out, buying a house and moving in, starting a couple of legit home businesses, and getting my house in order.

I got my blogs planned out, and really figured out where I wanted to go with them. I spent several months working on the giant pile of books I'd taken on to review, and got a large chunk done. I still have a ways to go, but it's less suffocating than it was before.

So now, I'm back, and ready to kick some ass. I've got a better plan, God and I have gotten far closer and I'm able to work with His guidance better than I ever have. We have some major things in the works right now, and this year is going to be amazing. I've accepted my mantle, accepted my gifts, accepted God's plan for me, and am done fighting Him.

I only wish I'd gotten here sooner, but what can you do? Better late than never, right?

I'm excited for what's coming, and for the first time, I don't feel that hiccup in my gut where I know I'll back out later. I'm at peace, I feel steady, and God's going to do amazing things.

Bring it on.