The last few months have been a difficult time for my friends and family. Loved ones have passed away, intimidating diagnoses have been received, and unexpected news has made us feel like we’re on unstable ground. My heart hurts for everyone in my life who has been suffering and grieving for any reason.
One of the hardest things to do while going through the stages of grief is function normally, let alone practice any amount of self-care. How can you try to meditate when you are consumed by anger or sadness? How can you put on a face mask if you can’t get out of bed? Self-care is daunting when you simply don’t have it in you.
I’ve been recently experiencing a compliment conundrum that’s been bugging me: A few of my friends and peers have been telling me that it looks like I’ve been losing weight.
The funny part about this is that I haven’t been losing weight at all. My clothing size has not changed in months and the weight my doctor took at a recent appointment wasn’t any different than the year before.
While I don’t think the weight loss comments directed to me had true malintent, I do think there is a bigger societal issue that’s coming into play. We live in a world where a lot of our worth is placed on physical attributes and I honestly hate it.
This will be my first time being single on Valentine’s Day since 2015.
A small part of me is bitter about it but I’m mostly kind of psyched. I don’t have to worry about buying a sentimental gift or scramble to make a last-minute reservation the day before. No effort is required on my part and I’m here for it!
For the past few weeks, I’ve been battling a nasty sinus infection/cold/cough. It hit me right in the middle of my parents’ visit to my new apartment over Thanksgiving and lingered through the first few days of December.
Getting sick is all around miserable (as I’m sure you know.) All I wanted to do was sleep but my dog and congestion had other ideas. I was in a grumbly mood about spending too much money on tissue boxes and cough drops and annoyed at myself for coughing through my little brother’s birthday dinner. I wasn’t getting better fast enough and that just made me more disgruntled.
Student life can be really challenging. College students juggle multiple classes, extracurricular activities, and internships all while attempting to have a social life.
It can be particularly tough on first-year students who are testing out the collegiate experience away from home for the first time. Having that kind independence can be overwhelming to say the least.
That’s why it is essential to practice acts of self-care from the first day of class through finals week.