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littlelordalphinaud · 1 year

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A Lonely Autists Ode to Final Fantasy XIV

This is probably going to be a horribly jumbled up post, and I'd apologise but I don't feel like apologising for stream of conscioussing my feelings.

So, until very recent years (We're talking the last 3 years), I have never really had friends. No one taught me how to be social, and my every misstep (and I assure you, there were many) was met with cruelty from my peers or the adults that were meant to care for me.

As such, from a young age, I got very good at 'making' my own friends. (This habit is actually what got me into writing!) Obviously the part of me that understands the world around me knew that they weren't real. But all I had were the friends I 'made', so I stuck with them.

Five years ago, now, my only real world friend that I had suggested that I try FFXIV. She said I'd love it. She said it would indulge the things I used to love about playing Fable (feeling like part of the world, silly outfits, getting to have an inordinately big hammer and swing it at my enemies with abandon) and I'd get to play alongside her.

Regrettably, my first impression of the game was less than stellar.

Don't get me wrong, I loved the world involved! I fell in love with the Scions (bar Alphinaud. Yes, yes, I am aware of the irony of this statement now!) and the story caught my attention. I didn't even mind the bits of ARR that everyone else complains about because I saw all of it as a chance to learn more about the world I was falling in love with.

I stopped playing because the ARR patches used to (idk if they still do) force you into replaying the Trials to progress. You HAD to do hard mode. And no one explained to me that Hard and Extreme were different things, so I got scared and stopped playing.

Two years later, I'd make a new character (my beloved Fru, who sits in my icon with her younger brother and sits squarely in my heart as an example to me of who I want to be) and try again. Everything I loved was still there, and the characters caught me in a grip even tighter than they had before. And the Scions became my Friends.

I didn't know it at the time, but they would be my last set of Friends. Because I met people, real people, who I'd grow to call friend (and brother, and husband, and son, and daughter, and kiddo, and any number of other titles)

But the Scions were my Friends.

Again, I stopped playing. Not because I didn't love the world. Not because I didn't love my Friends. But because none of my RL friends played, and I wanted to spend time with them, because I'd never had RL friends to spend time with before!

But FFXIV and the Scions stayed a part of me. I never uninstalled the game. I never cancelled my subscription (I prolly should have, tbh!) and every so often I'd log on and just run around Eorzea and 'talk' to my Friends.

Until a year later, I'd mention to @steelshard that I missed playing, but didn't want to play alone anymore. And the mad-man did what I never expected anyone to want to do for me, and he spent money to get the game so we could play together. (And so came Resh, the externalisation of a lot of my anxieties and my newly assured diagnosis as an Autist, and my complex feelings towards my mother, to match against Steels Ura, the type of woman I would kill to have in my life!)

I returned to Fru, Eorzea once more having a grip upon my Soul, and forged ahead from my place in the HW patches, marching through Stormblood with glee and teeth and love, walking through Shadowbringers and taking the time to sit with the pain and the knowledge that nothing is black and white, and racing through Endwalker with a hunger I've never experienced before until coming to a dead stop with an hour of wheeze sobbing and an Asthma attack as one by one the game took my Friends from me and forced me to face up to something that I hadn't seen before.

I wasn't alone.

I had my RL friends. And I still had my Friends. And they weren't antithetical to each other. I could have both! I could talk to Steel, or @instantbee or my husband, and tell them my thoughts and feelings and ask for advice. And when that felt like too much for me, I could go to Eorzea instead, and I could tell Y'shtola, or Alphinaud, or Urianger of my woes or my triumphs, or my twisted knotted ball of yarn thoughts, and seek support in the way I had my entire life. I could lie in bed and message my RL friends, or I could lie in bed and have three hour debates with G'raha.

And obviously, like I said at the beginning of the post, I know the Scions aren't real. But they're an extension of a coping mechanism that allowed me to survive through an early life that would have rather seen me die (and if you look beneath the steadily growing FFXIV sleeve, you'll see the evidence that it very nearly got its wish).

The Scions, the characters of Eorzea, they were my very last set of Friends. Because I don't need to make anymore. I have RL friends that understand me as I am now. But that secures the Scions a very special place in my life. They're the last of the Me that was alone. They're the last of the Me that was a frightened child, desperately seeking connection and solace from a world that would not give them that. They're the last of the Me that wanted to die. And by keeping them around, I am assuring that version of Me (because they're still here, just like every version of Me is still here) that I have not forgotten them. I have not forgotten how They struggled for this version of Me to come forth and live a happier life, a better life than any previous version of Me dared to dream about.

So I will keep my Friends close to my chest as we continue to explore Eorzea and Ethierys and Beyond together. Because the Scions and I are Friends. And We have survived so much together already.

#personal #ffxiv #actuallyautistic #self harm mention #suicide mention #idk man I'm just in a really weird headspace today and decided that I wanted people to know how important this game is to me #you're welcome to reblog this if you wanna #idk maybe it'll help other people see that they're not alone in the way they cope?#but hey if you decide to be a dick about any of this I will block you with such speed

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emerald-chaos · 3 years

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Coney Island

Hi friends! I appreciate all the love and response I’ve gotten for my writing over the past week or so. You guys sure know how to make a gal feel loved! This is another little idea that came one night when I was screaming to a good friend of mine (which is how a lot of my ideas come to me lmao) about how pre-serum 1940s Steve deserves the best. It’s not necessarily my best work, but Steve Rogers deserves some love too. I hope you guys enjoy! Also please feel free to let me know what you guys would like to see me write next :) Enjoy! xo

Pairing: Pre-Serum!Steve x Reader

Word count: 1895

Warnings: swearing and bad attempts at being funny lol

a/n: this was uploaded on mobile because I’m at work tonight so if it looks funky I apologize! I’ll try to fix it after I finish my 3 night stint lol.

As the sun began to set and the hot July air began to cool, Steve couldn’t believe the situation he’d found himself in yet again.

“Come on, pal,” Bucky chuckled as he pat his friend roughly on the shoulder, “I’ve never met someone who was this upset to meet up with a couple of beautiful ladies.”

“What? And somehow be the third wheel on a double date again?” Steve quipped back at his long time friend.

Bucky replied with a roll of his eyes and waved off his friend, turning his body toward the Coney Island parking lot to see if he could find the girls they were supposed to be meeting.

Steve regretted that he sounded so bitter, but these “double dates” that Bucky dragged him on were somewhat of a joke. It was always the same song and dance. The girl who Bucky was attempting to court would bring a friend, either for moral support or to try and set her up, and that friend would always be wholly disappointed when she saw that Steve was who she was stuck with. Steve knew that not every girl had to like him, of course, but occasionally it would be nice to be as sought after or wanted as Bucky was - or at least to not be looked through by every girl he met.

“There they are,” Bucky grinned, raising his arms above his head to signal the two, “over here!”

Steve took a deep breath and prepared himself for the inevitable look of disappointment that he had become so accustomed to. Instead, as he turned he was met with a stunning pair of eyes and a soft smile splayed across the most incredible pair of lips he’d ever laid his eyes on. Seeing you made him feel like all the air had been forced out of his lungs and no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn’t catch his breath. The only other time he remembered experiencing the sensation was after a particularly bad time that he had gotten the living hell beat out of him in the alleyway - except this time, it was a good feeling.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Steve.” You said, your voice soft and warm - like honey.

There’s no way that could be a blush on your cheeks, right?

“Well, we already got our tickets,” Bucky’s voice brought Steve back to the present, “so what do you say we head in?”

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For the first time in, well, forever, Steve actually found himself enjoying the evening. The small talk didn’t feel stiff or forced, you never recoiled at any of the accidental touches throughout the night, and you actually looked him in the eyes when you were having a conversation. If you were disappointed in being stuck with Steve, you hid it pretty well.

The unrelenting sun had finally set and the colorful lights of various rides and booths reflected off of the water. You had been on a couple rides, enjoyed some hot dogs and funnel cakes, and now the group of you had been sucked into one of those carnival game booths. Bucky was attempting, as usual, to show off for your friend by trying to win her a stuffed animal.

“Would you like to take a walk or something?” Your voice captured Steve’s attention as he turned to look at you. You grinned a little before adding, “It’s kind of sickening to stand here and watch them act like this.”

Steve was caught off guard, both at the jab directed to your friends and the fact that you would even consider being alone with him.

“I, uh, yeah, sure, we could do that,” he nodded quickly, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

You smiled and started down the boardwalk.

This is too good to be true, right? He thought to himself. She’s obviously just trying to be nice.

“Steve?” your voice cut through his doubts. He hadn’t even realized that you made it several feet away from him and he was still planted in the same spot.

“Oh! Yeah, coming! Sorry!” Steve blushed as he hurried to catch up with you.

The two of you walked side by side for a few minutes, an oddly comfortable silence lingering between you.

“How are-”

“Have you-”

Steve’s eyes met yours as you both began to speak simultaneously and you shared a laugh together. Steve could feel the warmth rising in his face and he hoped to God that he wasn’t blushing like an idiot.

“You first,” he smiled softly.

“I was just going to ask how long you and James have known each other?” you asked, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear.

And there it was.

To anyone else the question would seem innocent, but Steve knew better. You had only drawn Steve away so you could question him about his friend - the same way every other person before you had done. There was a heat building inside Steve’s stomach. How could he be so stupid? How could he actually believe that someone like you could be interested in someone like him?

“T-the only reason I ask is,” you blurted, sounding...nervous? “well, because the two of you are so different. I mean, not in a bad way! Just like, James is so...cocky and loud and you’re...well you’re not.”

Steve stopped walking and looked at you. His thoughts were racing through his brain like a freight train. What exactly were you trying to say?

“God I'm so bad with words,” you laughed, shaking your head, “just forget I said anything at all.”

“You don’t have to feel bad for me, you know. If that’s what this is.” Steve couldn’t hold back the words, and they sounded much colder than he meant them to. He was just so tired of living in his friend’s shadow. The only time girls were ever nice to him was because they wanted to impress Bucky. He was sure that’s what you were doing too.

Once he noticed your brows furrow and a look of sadness overcome your face, he wanted nothing more than to rewind time and take his words back.

“Is that the type of person you think I am, Steve?” Your voice came out a little shaky, but Steve could still hear the hurt he had caused.

Steve sighed and rubbed his face.

“I’m sorry,” he started as his hands fell from his face and he met your gaze again, “I’m just...I’m not used to this.”

“And what exactly is this?” you asked, crossing your arms in front of your chest.

“Someone on these double dats being interested in me.”

He could tell that his words caught you off guard. You were quiet and your arms slowly fell to your side. Steve was having trouble reading your expression, but it looked somewhere between someone who saw a puppy left on the side of the road and someone who was trying to understand a foreign language.

“Just...Just forget it. I shouldn’t have said anything. I’m sorry.” Steve waved his hand, as if he was trying to dismiss the conversation.

What he didn’t expect was for your hand to intertwine with his.

Steve’s gaze lingered on your connected hands for a minute before traveling to meet your eyes.

“You’re not very good at this, Rogers.” You said with a small laugh, “Here I was, thinking I was being too obvious.”

“I-I’m afraid I don’t follow,” Steve slowly responded.

You laughed again, the sound slowly becoming one of his favorites. Before he knew what was going on, you were pressed flush against him and capturing his lips with yours.

This would make the third time Steve had felt the wind be knocked from his lungs.

The kiss was slow, soft, and unlike any other he had ever experienced. It reminded him of the time his dad told him how he knew his mom was the one.

Well, when we kissed it felt like the rest of the world melted away. At that moment in time, it was just her and I.

A shiver ran down his spine as the warmth of your lips left his. As though he was drunk or coming out of a haze, it took him a moment to open his eyes and focus his vision back on you. There was a cute pinkness to your cheeks and you had a doe-eyed expression. It took a moment for the heartbeat in his ears to fade away - the joyful screams of park patrons and whirring of machinery returning.

“I like you, Steve,” You told him, giving his hand a gentle squeeze, “In fact, I've liked you for a while.”

You watched as Steve’s adam's apple bobbed up and down as he gulped.

“You,” Steve cleared his throat as the word came out as a squeak, “you do?”

That smile he adored returned to your lips as you nodded, “I do.”

Before he had an opportunity to respond, you were speaking again.

“I see you at school, you know, around town too. I’ve always noticed how kind you are to everyone. The way you hold the door open for the old ladies at Church. That one time you gave Johnny your lunch because his parents forgot to pack him one?” the smile on your face growing bigger as you recounted the times in which you fell for Steve Rogers, “I mean, what’s not to like.”

Steve felt an asthma attack coming on.

“James is nice and all,” you leaned in then, as if you were telling a secret, “but he’s also kind of a bastard.”

Steve couldn’t hold back the laugh that tumbled from his lips and you quickly joined him. This felt like some sort of twisted dream to him - you standing here, confessing your feelings to him. Never in a million years did he think someone as beautiful as you would even talk to him, let alone have feelings for him.

“Obviously I’m kidding, but in all honesty... you are one of the best men I’ve ever met, Steve. I’m sorry that any one has ever made you feel less than.” You squeezed his hand again.

This time it was Steve who initiated the kiss, holding your face between his hands as he moved his lips against yours. Your hands found a place on his waist and your bodies slotted against one another - like they were two puzzle pieces made to fit into one another. You tasted sweet, like funnel cake, and your lips were soft against his slightly chapped ones. Steve hadn’t kissed very many people in his lifetime, but if this were the last kiss he got to have - he could die a happy man.

“Ahem,”

The two of you separated to see your friend, holding a huge stuffed bear, and Bucky standing before you, grinning like fools.

“Are we interrupting something?” Bucky mocked the two of you, sending a wink to Steve.

“Shut it, Buck.” Steve warned, although he couldn’t help but grin back at his friend.

“Come on, lovebirds” Bucky teased, “my girl here wants to ride the ferris wheel again.”

You smoothed out your dress and smiled at Steve, lacing your fingers once again with his as the two of you followed your friends toward the ferris wheel.

For once, Steve was going to have to thank Bucky tomorrow.

#Steve Rogers #Steve Rogers x reader #steve rogers x you #preserum steve #Chris Evans characters #steve rogers fic #Steve Rogers imagine #captain america #captain america x you #steve rogers x y/n #marvel fanfiction #1940s!steve

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writingwhywhywhy · 3 years

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Right Where You Left Me

A/N: This is for @idkhaylijah 3K follower count. I love her a lot, so maybe follow her? I did Right Where You Left Me by Taylor Swift and um I decided to edit in a happier ending. I would like it to be noted that, like most Marvel Fans, I take cannon as a suggestion at best.

You looked at Steve, not hearing his words. You had dressed up to the nines. The past year was crazy. Yet what he just said was crazier. You looked at him. You tried to find the elegant way to say what the hell. No matter what, you could not come up with words. Any words would work. You knew you could speak but words would die before reaching your tongue.

"I am going back in time. Back to Peggy." Steve repeated without you needing to ask.

You wanted to laugh. This had to be a joke. A lot of things could happen and you had seen most of it while dating Steve, but time traveling to a dead ex was crazy. Peggy had a full life and she had lived it already. You had seen pictures of her husband and he sure as hell was not Steve. This had to be a joke. Logic would not let you believe otherwise.

"To the founder of Shield?”

“Yes.” Steve sighed, almost annoyed.

There was no way Steve was throwing way the future you could build to run off to a woman, who had lived her life. She had kids and a husband. She may have adopted but she had a husband, who had lived a happy life. Steve was reasonable, and he was level headed. Steve could not be suggesting the impossible. So what the hell was he talking about?

"I just thought I should let you know where I'm going." He said.

You almost laughed. A gracious man letting you know that he was leaving the time you existed in to time travel backwards to a formerly and/or currently married woman. What the hell was wrong with him? No sane person would ever consider this. You were going to scream.

Steve stared at you like he expected your blessing. "When do you leave?" You asked.

"After this." He said.

This, like you weren't wanted. This, like it was normal. This, like he had never told you he loved you. This, like you were a task on his to do list. This, like you had not expected a proposal tonight when he called and said you two were going out to talk about the future. This, that word broke you.

You stared at him. You looked at him. You kept your eyes on him. You were sure this was not an illusion. There he was, and he was yours a few moments ago. You looked at him and took in what you saw. It was true and you were not imaging it. He was going to leave you for a dead woman and it was just as natural to him as breathing. You remembered his story about asthma and how the serum fixed it. With all the difficulties he used to have, this truly was as natural as breathing for him. Part of you wanted to laugh at your own twisted joke.

“Sure you can go. If the plan does not work, feel free to come back.” You somehow managed to say.

Steve took you in for a moment. Then he left and you made it home. You were sure that when you opened your eyes tomorrow, Steve would be there. He had to be. This was a bad dream you had to endure.

You got up the following day. You went about your normal routine. You called Steve’s cellphone. There was no answer. You knew that there was no way he had done what he had said. Peggy had been married and she had a family. Steve would be back, if he had time traveled at all.

You kept up with the motions of life and you kept calling Steve’s cellphone as long as it was in service.There was nothing wrong with that. You just stopped dating. You had, what you would have called, a normal reaction to your boyfriend leaving you for a dead woman by time traveling back to her. You still replayed that evening over in your mind and you still knew he would be back.

Like what could he want there. What could he be doing with her? Did they become the normal American family? You could see Peggy and him in a Norman Rockwell painting. Steve would never be satisfied with that. Even if he could be, Peggy would never be. She always forms S.H.I.E.L.D. and she always spent her life kicking butt. They would not fall into such a dully normal life.

Your life went on, without your full engagement until Sam knocked on your door. You invited him in. “I need you to face what Steve did.” Sam said

“Why?”

“Bucky is following your lead and will not acknowledge that Steve is gone. You have to face this so he can.”

“You act like we love Steve in the same way.”

“The two of you always did.”

You were processing what he said, when he added a new bombshell. “I saw the older version of him. He gave me the shield. Y/N, he is not coming back.” And as if you needed proof, he pulled it out and showed you.

You were struck silent. You had felt something inside shatter. “I wish it wasn’t the case, but this is the path that Steve chose.”

“Thank you, Sam. I will call Bucky.” You said, just to get him to leave.

Sam could tell you were lying, but he did not want to start a fight with a broken woman.

“Hey you make a great Captain America.” you said as he left.

“Thanks.” You could hear the hint of sadness, that indicated he never wanted the job if it meant he lost his best friend.

You called Bucky. “You got a visit from Sam also?” He asked instead of hello.

“Steve has to be coming back.”

“I know, but Sam has the shield.”

“Maybe Steve wants to retire?”

“Or he just wants to use a different weapon?”

“All valid reasons to give the shields away.”

There was silence. “You know, you are the first person to talk sensible to me about Steve. It is nice to have someone. Would you like to do this more often?” Bucky asked.

“Sure.” You said.

So you kept your life the same but included Bucky in a few times a week. The only thing the two of you talked about at first was Steve. About 3 stories in, you could tell Bucky was in love with Steve. It hurt, but it felt good to finally have someone who agreed that Steve was going to come back. Slowly, the two of you started talking about other things.

Sam hated the fact that the two of you wouldn’t face the facts, but what choice did either of you have. The man you both loved had left you in the future. Sam stopped trying to directly force you and Bucky to face the fact Steve was not coming back. Sam had taken the Captain America mantle a few days after you started to meet up with Bucky. Bucky and you talked about how it would be easier for Steve to retire when he got back. It was two years of delusions before the night it changed.

Bucky was walking you home like he normally did. You were walking a bit close. There was a chill in the air the two of you were ignoring. “Then Steve ended up throwing up. He never went to Coney Island with me again and swore to make me pay.” Bucky said, smiling.

You pushed down the feelings that had been developing over the past two years down again. You would never tell him but you preferred Bucky’s smile to Steve’s. Steve smiled like he had never known hardship, but Bucky smiled like life had hurt him but this moment was better than the rest. Steve had a smile that lit up a room, but Bucky smiled just for the one person. It felt personal and you liked that. You never felt like you had to share Bucky.

It was still a bit of a walk to your apartment, and it seemed to grow a bit colder as you walked. You cursed yourself for leaving your jacket at work. You were going to make it back to your apartment. You were going to overcome the cold. Mind over matter. You were strong and it wasn’t that cold. Then you shivered.

“You should have brought your jacket.”

“I heard the cold builds character.”

“You look like you are going to be a Popsicle.”

You felt like you were becoming one, but you were not about to let him know that especially after he told you about his metal arm. If it got too cold, it could malfunction. Failing to do that, it would make him extremely cold on that side. You were fine and not sporting a cold metal arm on your left side. “I will be fine.”

Bucky stopped you and took off his coat. As he wrapped you in it, his hands grazed your shoulders. You shivered again, but not from the cold. Bucky, with his hands still on his jacket, he looked you in the eyes and said “Sorry, metal arm.”

You would have formed some words to tell him the arm did not bother you, but you found all words escaped you. Your eyes slipped to Bucky’s lips and you felt those feelings that you thought you had shoved down and out, surfaced. You saw the same want reflecting in his eyes. He leaned down and kissed you. One moment you had been freezing, and now you were melting into him. And for the first time since Steve had left, the two of you did not miss him.

#idkhaylijah3k #steve x reader #marvel #bucky x y/n #sam as captain america #kinda negative a bit of the choice steve made in the endgame

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echodrops · 4 years

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The Promises I Made (2019 Edition)

For the past thirteen years, I’ve spent every New Year’s Eve compiling a list of fifty promises I intend to keep or fulfill over the next twelve months. The results have been truly amazing, and I have kept some promises I never thought I could. 2019 was… a nightmare that I can barely believe I survived, but I still kept some promises that I honestly did not expect I ever could.

This year, for New Year’s, there will be a new set of promises for to me keep, but here are the old ones, for review!

The Promises I Made (2019 Edition)

1) Be more proactive about tracking and following up with struggling students to decrease the number of students who drop from my class when they realize they cannot pass. Status: Somewhat broken? I tried really hard to be proactive with my students; however, there were some massive issues outside the classroom this year that made it extremely difficult to keep the focus on the students. When administration drags your attention away from the class, there is not a lot you can do…

2) Find a place to put in volunteer hours because uhhhh like this is actually important to my work evaluation and I definitely need something to write in that section… Yikes, this spring is my last chance to do this!! @_@ Status: Kept. I volunteered with the Utah Shakespeare Festival and it was super fun!

3) Install the fire escape window in the Utah house, no matter how much it might cost, because I can’t get a totally unrelated tenant in that basement without said window… Status: Somewhat kept. Okay. This one is a LONG story, but to be fair to me, I worked my ASS off to try and make this happen; just every single thing in the world prevented me from completing this promise, up to and including the city telling me I needed a permit AFTER I had already dug a massive hole in the ground for the window…

4) Buy sod to add grass to the front portion of the lawn so that it no longer looks like garbage. Status: Broken, but I did buy grass seed and put that out there. Unfortunately only some of it sprouted, but there is indeed SOME grass now growing there…

5) Fix the bricks near the windowsills on the Utah house to prevent long-term damage. Status: Broken. After dealing with the stupid window disaster, I had no time for this at all.

6) Get a watering system for my roses at the Utah house because I think my bro is probably killing them and that’s just not cool. Status: Broken, see above.

7) Work on the patio at the Utah house before it just flat out falls down. Status: Somewhat broken. Again, I tried to make progress on this—I called a patio guy to come out and assess how much it would cost to fix the patio—but the price I was quoted was so high that there was nothing I could do at the time.

8) Paint the stairwell so that there’s no chance of anything like lead paint or asbestos being exposed. Status: Broken. The leftover wallpaper glue continues to confound me…

9) Trim the backyard bushes so the neighbors don’t hate us anymore… Status: Broken. We trimmed a few bushes and at least got to the trees out front, but definitely a majority were left uncared for.

10) Move into a new house in Texas where I can get real internet, please for the love of god… Status: Kept. I moved into a very nice house with no scorpions!

11) Save money for my upcoming trip to Japan! 2020 baby! Status: Uhhh, broken. I’m not sure how I thought I’d be able to move into a new house AND save money for an international trip at the same time…

12) Get my wisdom tooth removed because it’s still there and still killing me, yikessss. Status: Broken. AUGH. I’m an idiot.

13) Make an appointment with an eye doctor for like the first time in years. Good job, Yehn, good job. Status: Kept. I got my glasses fixed and even got a new pair of glasses too!

14) Get my prescriptions refilled because I’m dwindling on asthma medicine and like… I could die from this… I should never have been left to care for myself; I’m not mature enough for this responsibility… Status: Kept, surprisingly. But I still need a new doctor because the last one I was going to wouldn’t give me any refills…

15) FINISH THE GIVEAWAY PRIZES I PROMISED LAST YEAR because holy shit I am incompetent and the worst and everyone has permission to hate me for starting things and never finishing them, fuck. Status: Broken. So broken. I am the worst.

16) Go dolphin watching in the Gulf for real this time. Seriously, it’s $10 Yehn, you can do this. Status: Kept, amazingly. It wasn’t as impressed as hoped; however, there was a lovely sunset.

17) Return to the Channel Islands to take better pictures. D; Status: Broken. T_T

18) Level all my classes to 70 in FFXIV before next expansion, please. Status: Somewhat broken. I didn’t have everything to 70 before the expansion, but I kind of feel like I should get credit for this one, because HEY, look at me now:

19) Organize and properly label all the photos on my computer so that I’m no longer desperately combing through folder and folder in blank confusion, looking for a single picture in a sea of thousands… Status: Kept. It took me like eight hours of work, but I actually did this.

20) Update Home and a Half more than once? PLEASE??? The guilt I feel over this currently is crushing. Status: Broken. And the guilt grows…

21) Complete the online American Literature class I am designing on time and with no corrections needed. Status: Kept. I’m counting this as kept even though TECHNICALLY there was one thing I forgot to finish and it came back and bit me in the ass; however, I was approved with no corrections needed.

22) Earn 100% completion for Kingdom Hearts III. So excited! Status: Broken. Um… This just didn’t happen.

23) Update my calendar with important dates—holidays, birthdays, etc.—and be productive about sending cards and well-wishes. Status: Somewhat kept. I wasn’t any better about sending cards really, but I did at least save all the birthdays in my phone so I remember them.

24) Get the garbage disposal in the Texas house fixed ASAP so I don’t have to wash the dishes by hand anymore because I absolutely hate that particular chore. Status: Kept. Then I moved, so it didn’t even matter.

25) Finish all the books my coworkers and friends bought for me recently so I can thank them for their recommendations! Status: Broken. So broken.

26) Actually move into my new place instead of leaving it completely undecorated and lifeless. Status: Remarkably, kept. Nothing has plastic on it, unlike at my old house where the nightstand didn’t get unwrapped even after two years of living there lol.

27) Try hard to get Creative Writing into a different area of the general ed. core so that more people will enroll in it. Status: Kept. I’m counting this because I did my darn best, but we are still waiting on the state to tell us whether or not the class will be accepted.

28) Get caught up on my Ebird reports, even the old, old, old ones I never put in because I was slacking. Status: Kept, actually. Whoo.

29) Throw away/return/sort all the stacks of old mail in the house (OMGGGG they’ve made me look like paper hoarder and I’m nootttt). Status: Broken. There’s just… a lot of papers to go through…

30) Clean up the garage before moving so that I don’t have to fight spiders to move when the time comes. Status: Broken, in that I did not clean up the garage in advance and did, in fact, have to fight spiders when it came time to move.

31) Find a way to boost grading productivity so that each class takes only two days to grade, maximum. Status: Somewhat kept. I was definitely better this year than last year; however, I really think the “two days per class” thing was too optimistic, so for the future semester, I allotted myself three days per class and I think it will work better.

32) Go to a totally new restaurant and try their food. Status: Kept. We went to a Mexican restaurant and I had trompo tacos (al pastor) which is probably not anything special to anyone else but it was my first time so lol.

33) Cancel old credit cards to make sure my credit is good before trying to buy a house (although I just checked my credit score and I’m in the great range already, so this is mostly for posterity’s sake). Status: Broken. But it didn’t affect my loan, so I guess it was okay. And it ended up being good I didn’t cancel my Best Buy card because I was able to get good financing on the new appliances I needed for my house.

34) Get official contracts from my tenants so I can use my rental income in my next loan calculation. Status: Broken, but I ended up not using that as part of the loan calculation anyway >_> so…

35) Talk to an HR rep about my retirement savings so that I can consolidate all my retirement accounts into one. (Man, look at all these ADULTING promises.) Status: Broken. Look at me failing all these adulting promises.

36) Really finish decorating my office so it looks super cute and all my students want to visit me. Status: Broken, but I think it sucks that I have to write this because it was really not my fault I couldn’t finish decorating my office. Our offices were all moved and disrupted by building remodels so I spent the entire year basically working out of a couple cardboard boxes.

37) Not sign up for ANY more new responsibilities at work in the spring semester. This is the biggest challenge. D; Status: Kept, by technicality. I was able to avoid signing up for anything new in SPRING… But fall… was a whole other story. XD

38) Migrate all the rest of my books to the new Texas house instead of leaving them in Utah… SOMEHOW. Status: Kept. I’m going to count this as kept. The only books left at the Utah house are my manga—I managed to bring literally every other book, which is very impressive considering I had only my small Camaro with its tiny truck space.

39) Use my twitter account more often to make it worth following. I will try!! Status: Kept… sorta? I mean, since I didn’t use the account AT ALL before, making even one Twitter post kind of counts as using it more, right? >_>

40) Keep my hair cut nicely so I look less like a mess (than I really am). Status: Somewhat broken. Although I think I got my hair cut more often this year than before, I don’t think I looked any less like a mess. XD

41) Successfully find a bridesmaid dress for my friend’s wedding that matches the rest of the wedding party. Status: Actually kept! It was incredible. The wedding I was in was even featured in a magazine because of how pretty it was!

42) Make sure my skin is in good condition for the wedding so I don’t look like a disturbing ghost… Status: Kept? I mean, in the end, looking like a ghost ended up being the whole point since it was a Halloween themed wedding so I kind of won either way.

43) Complete my BNHA manga collection. Since my bro bought me a bunch of the volumes for Christmas, I might as well. Status: Broken… I bought like… one volume. XD

44) See a groove-billed ani. (It’s another type of bird.) Status: Broken. Very illusive bird. T_T

45) Respond to messages, asks, and comments more quickly. I promise I’m not ignoring people… D; Status: Um, broken. I left many people on read this year, sorry.

46) Lose ten pounds so that I feel more fit and comfy. Status: Broken. I didn’t exercise at all this year, uff.

47) Pay down credit card debt by at least 1/3. Yikesssss, I really need to do this quick. Status: Broken. It’s hard to pay down a credit card when you pour all your money into buying a new house…

48) I will finally fucking finish that chapter 73 analysis of Noragami… I swear to god… Status: Broken. Uh yeah. This didn’t happen. V_V

49) Reach 1700 followers on Tumblr. You should follow me—I’m only marginally a waste of time and space! Status: Kept. Over 2500 followers now!

50) I will keep these promises. LOLLLLL. Status: Somewhat kept/somewhat broken. One year I really will keep them all…

Totals Kept promises: 18 Broken promises: 24 Somewhat kept/broken promises: 8

Well, there are more kept promises than last year at least… It was another really hard year, what with moving in the middle of the year, over-working, dealing with so much drama with the reaccreditation on our campus, and just EVERYTHING all at once this last year… I keep thinking things are going to calm down and then they never do. Please 2020… just let me rest…

My new set of promises will be up on the 1st!

#50 promises #new year's resolutions #IRL stuff #please 2020 #I need a break #it's not the roaring 20s #it's the snoring 20s #PLEASE

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honeybee-babe · 5 years

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Press Conference Chapter 3

Part 3 of the fic I wrote with @hargreevesstyles featuring Klaus and Luther snz!

Once Klaus found his way out of the building and sat down on the concrete pavement he noticed that Diego was about five steps behind him. Diego joined him and sat down cross-legged.

“How bad is it?” Diego asked. “I know you were putting on a show in there.”

Klaus noted, “She’s pretty.”

“You didn’t answer my question. Give me a cough, yeah?”

Klaus breathed in and then let out a harsh cough into his elbow. It dragged at his throat and clawed at his lungs. It didn’t last long, though.

“That’s not good, Klaus,” Diego said.

“I know, I know, I know, but we have to do this, right? Don’t we? Tell them every little detail about our childhood because they think this is more important to them than it is to us? Do they care that this is the anniversary of our brother’s disappearance or that this is a good story that can be a real tearjerker but also will keep the audience on their toes?” Klaus ranted, his voice becoming tighter again.

Diego put his hand on Klaus’ chest, “Relax. Hey, listen to me. Calm down, okay? Easy breathing for now.”

“Hihh…h’eTSCHyuu! Hhitsch’uh-ahtschiew! Ugh, fuck,” Klaus sniffled. “My head’s fuckin’ killing me.”

“You can stay here until it’s your turn to go, okay?”

Klaus said, “I would but I don’t want Ms. Maya to think I’m not into fucking her!”

Diego scoffed. “Are you even capable of fucking anything in your current state?” He laughed. “Do you want your autopsy report to say that your cause of death was an asthma attack while you were fucking?”

“Wouldn’t be a bad way to go out.” Klaus shrugged.

Despite the fact that he knew his brother was joking, he rolled his eyes. They sat out there until Maya herself came outside to tell Diego that it was his turn for a one-on-one. Klaus’ sneezing had died down a lot since he had been outside, but it picked up just for the few minutes that Maya was in his presence. Diego tried to hurry up and push Maya to go back inside so his brother could have some peace. He succeeded and eventually, Klaus was alone again.

Not for long, though. The door opened up again and this time Luther walked outside. He sat down a few feet away from Klaus without a word. Klaus decided he wasn’t high enough for Luther’s disapproving glance and he popped another pill.

What he couldn’t ignore, though, was Luther’s sneezing. He had just been in close quarters with Maya for a good twenty minutes and he was still riding it out. Klaus felt bad and he wanted to bless Luther but he didn’t feel like the air between them was clear enough for him to do so. It was only when Klaus realized that Luther didn’t have any tissues, that he knew he had to talk to him.

“You want a tissue, bud?” He asked, offering the box.

Luther nodded, “Thanks.” He took a tissue and blew his nose. Klaus frowned at how unproductive it sounded.

“Her perfume really is fucking us over, huh, Luther?” Luther nodded instead of responding. “I can’t remember the last time perfume has fucked me up with such grandiosity, can you?”

“Allison’s, when we were sixteen. Remember that bottle she got for her birthday? You and I couldn’t go near her until Dad made her get rid of the bottle,” Luther recounted. “I felt bad for her, that she had to do that because of us.”

Klaus shrugged. “C’est la vie.” He took a tissue and caught a wet sneeze in it.

“Bless you.”

“Thanks.” Silence took over for the next thirty seconds until one of them was brave enough to break it again. “How have you been, Luther?”

It was Luther’s turn to shrug. “I don’t know, pretty good. Hh’ngKSHIEW! HeISHhuh! Ugh, I’ll tell you what, I’ve been a lot better than I am right now. How have you been doing?”

“Oh, you know. The same. Just wandering around and looking for fights to instigate and money to steal. We all have our hobbies,” He said.

The sad part was that Luther knew that he wasn’t joking. Klaus had this way of being so truthfully dishonest.

“Klaus, that’s not funny,” he condemned. “You need to take some responsibility in your life.” Klaus just rolled his eyes.

“If you care so much then where have you been for the last five years?”

“F-hh’KSCHihh’IKSHIEW! Sndf… Fair point.”

They talked for the next twenty minutes or so, until Diego came back out, which shut Luther up and did quite the opposite for Klaus. But that only lasted for about twenty minutes or so, before it was Klaus’ turn to talk to Maya.

“So, what was it like growing up with Five?” she asked.

“Oh, you know,” Klaus sniffled and wrinkled his nose. “The same as growing up with One, Two, Three, Six, and Seven.” Maya giggled.

“You know that’s not what I meant, silly! Talk about what you miss about him.” Klaus grinned.

“Okay, Umm.” He cleared his throat and put on a far-away, nostalgic expression. “Five was always a bit of a sh-hih! Shit-hih’itschiew! Sorry… Growing up, Five was always a bit of a show-off, always blinking in and out of the room. Bragging about sneaking out-”

“He snuck out?”

“J-hih! Sorry-heh’nxgsh-hh’itschht! Snf. Just to get donuts and stuff like that, nothing serious. I think I was secretly kinda jealous of his powers. You know, talking to the dead can be a bit of an annoyance. Sometimes they don’t sh-hih!-shut up.”

“I’m sure that can be annoying!”

“It can be awful,” Klaus shrugged. “But now looking back on it, I really miss him. Teleporting and all.”

“Speaking of your powers,” Maya wriggled her brows, and Klaus stiffened a bit in his seat. “Fans have actually been Tweeting us about you the most!”

“Oh, really?”

“Yeah! They’re wondering, given your abilities, if you’ve ever tried to contact him.” Klaus choked a bit on his own spit, though it wasn’t from allergies this time.

“I’m sorry, what?”

“Yes. It’s an unfortunate possibility that Five has passed. Whether he went to the future, or not. Haven’t you ever tried to contact him?”

Klaus crossed his legs and chuckled nervously. He had, actually. For the first few weeks following Five’s disappearance he’d tried desperately to contact him, and ever since then he would occasionally call out his brother’s name (or lack of one). Usually, Ben would respond instead, and tell Klaus he still hadn’t seen Five in the world of the dead. It was a bit of a sore subject for Klaus, but of course he quickly covered it up with a smile and a louder chuckle. He smacked himself on the forehead.

“Oh my god, how have I never thought of that!” he joked, then shook his head. “No, I did a few times when we were younger. Then I just sort of lost hope I guess.”

“Oh, that’s too bad.” Maya gave him the most obvious pity-pout in the world and reached out to rub him on the knee as he knuckled his nose. Then a smile slowly crossed her face. “Why don’t you try right now?” Klaus was going to shrug her off and say he might later, but then he saw the hopeful look in her eyes and remembered her saying earlier that his powers had always been her favorite. He smiled brightly, rivaling hers.

“I guess it can’t hhh–hi’itschiew-nxgt-ishyuu!”

“Bless you! Maybe it won’t work with your cold…”

“No!” Klaus shook his head fervently. “My powers work all the time, unless – uhh, no, yeah they work all the time even if I’m sick. Not that I am sick, though,” he quickly recovered, narrowly avoiding revealing his drug problem to the entire nation, in the off chance that Maya used that footage. “Where was I? Oh, yeah.” He grinned at her. “I guess it can’t hurt.”

He promptly shut his eyes tight and held his hands above his knees in mudra position, emitting a low humming sound from deep within his chest. He peeked his left eye open just a bit, only to see Maya staring at him wide-eyed, practically dripping in pheromones. He shut his eyes tighter and made a pained face, scrunching up his nose as much as he could, which conveniently also held the still-persistent tickle at bay for the time being.

When it felt like he was going to pop a vein in his forehead, he finally released all the tension, leaning back in his chair with an exaggerated sigh. He opened his eyes and looked at Maya with a grave expression, shaking his head sadly.

“Nothing.” It was a happy accident that a few allergic tears had started dripping down his cheeks by now. He wiped his eyes ‘discreetly’ onto his sleeve.

Maya scooted closer to him and flashed him the pity smile again as she rubbed at his back.

“It’s okay, Number F- Klaus. Wherever he is, if he knows about this, I’m sure he appreciates the effort.” Klaus shook his head and turned his head away from her.

“I miss him so much.” He sniffled and let out a sigh. “Ugh, I’m sorry. I’m ruining the interview.”

“No, it’s okay! That was the last of the questions.”

And with that, Klaus turned back around to face Maya, wiggling his eyebrows at her.

“You’re welcome,” He flashed her a cocky grin, “for that quality content. Ooh, that shit’s really gonna hit home!”

“Klaus!” Maya’s eyes widened at first, and she hit Klaus on the shoulder, much harder than he expected from her (and he kind of loved that, like, a lot). But then a grin spread across her face, mirroring his. “You really had me there, Hargreeves. You can’t just do that to a girl!”

“Sorry,” he shrugged, still grinning. His hand slowly finding its way on her knee, asking permission to go up higher. “Is there any way I can make it up to you?”

#klaus snz #luther snz #klaus hargreeves #luther hargreeves #tua fanfic #snz #tua snz #snzfic #sneezefic #hargreeves siblings #allergic klaus #allergic luther

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dangerndeggsshitpost · 5 years

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every Danger & Eggs episode ranked:

Yes i’m doing all 25, below the cut for your sanity.

25: Lost & Found

I sort of dislike this episode because of how draw out it is, 11 minutes of watching D.D. and Phillip basically at each others throats. It’s not a bad episode, just overall more serious and harder to watch as a result.

24: Broccoli

This episode is just badly paced, and not really that funny. There’s not much to say about it in my opinion

23: Pennies

I actually hate Pennies, it feels so weird to watch everyone be against poor Phillip. Not last because of the Confirmation Bias song, which is one of the best scenes the show has.

22: PhillipCon

This is Pennies except D.D. is the public enemy. I might be a bit slanted, since this episode is actually really funny, I just really care a ton about D.D.

21: Sheriff Luke

I honestly just hate Luke. I understand why Phillip likes him, but he’s just no fun too watch. D.D. basically saves this entire episode from being a wreck.

20: Dog Park

I love the novelty of this episode, but it’s also kind of off comedy wise, which makes it like watching an existential crisis.

19: Trading Post

I’m torn with whether or not I hate/like this one. It starts slow, revolves around D.D. being selfish (again), but the ending is a treasure, and Phillip grows a ton in this episode.

18: Tube Of Pain

As a first episode, this one has always felt kinda meh to me. I think Introducing Duncan in episode 1 was a mistake. Satellite Gardens would make a better first episode in my opinion.

17. Chill Twins

I like this episode, I just feel like it’s very... average, Average jokes, doesn’t add much to the show overall.

16. Hide

Actually this is another fine episode. There’s just one thing that takes it too an uncomfortable level of discomfort.... Effi-D.D.

15. Satellite Gardens

I’m considering this the start of the “excellent” episodes, it’s the bottom of that group because the timing is a little odd, and it can be a bit discomforting to me. This episode may have taken itself too seriously.

14. Raccoons

This episode has wonderful humor, a bit of growing for Phillip, just a bit oddly timed. Also it has one of the best full episode gags with Jim trying to say Animalbulance the entire time.

13. Nightmare

This one falls into about the same category as Raccoons with weird pacing, but it’s higher because it’s funnier.

12. Morning Routine

This is a nice slow episode, well paced with just the right amount of humor.

11: Trix Blixon

D.D. gets jealous over her idol wanting Phillip to help her with her stunts? Great premise, weird premise, I love it. Plus: we see that damn obstacle course finally, minus: Trix is kind of a meh character. Also this episode is REALLY SAD!

10: Pete Peril

This episode is wonderful, it’s full of emotion, world building, humor, and D.D. decides at the last minute not to commit murder...

9: Alligator King

Don’t get me wrong I still hate Duncan, but the premise of this episode is a treasure. Duncan shuts the water off to the park and it turns into Mad Max in like an hour. What a weird and incredible journey this episode is.

8: The Big Z

So D.D. has an asthma attack in the middle of nowhere, which forces Phillip to face a bunch of his fears. It’s also rather hilarious up to the point where D.D. spends the rest of the episode gasping for air and crying. This is the way to write a kind of dark episode of a kids show.

7: The Trio

“D.D. and Phillip go through the five stages of grief when they find out their friend is moving” They also invent a sentient rampaging musical instrument. This episode is just wonderful.

6: Ren Faire

This is the first episode in the show that sets the tone of what Danger & Eggs can be. It’s hilarious, weird, well written, and exudes a slightly gay energy. I also really like the idea that D.D. likes dresses, despite being on the masculine side for a girl (but what do I know, this show IS very aware of gender as a spectrum).

these next five choice were honestly the hardest of my life.

5: Finding Cheryl

The gang gets lost in an office building, attacked by zombies, Phillip gets a job, and D.D. makes an office ghille suit out of white out and post its. Start to finish this episode is hilarious and on point. It also gives one of the most bizarre one liners in the show, “Tell the bathroom I did everything I could!” -last words of the bathroom guy, 2017

4: Pirate Gorgeous

D.D. and Phillip volunteer to be in a play with Reina. Of course D.D. decides to improvise on opening night, providing a funny episode about body issues. Also Phillip plays a mermaid.

3: Keep Off The Grass

D.D. meets the most depressed girl in the park. Despite her description as being bored, Layla is fun to watch as D.D. continually fails to find something she likes. Eventually she does make Layla smile, but only after discovering an underground abandoned laboratory where they (and Phillip) nearly die.

I fully expect to get at least one complaint in my lifetime for the choice i’m about to make

2: Chosen Family

The final episode of the show does not disappoint. It covers every wonderful side character, a whole lot of issues, there’s a song about coming out as trans sung by Jazz Jennings, and a fight scene, all set at a pride parade. This will certainly make you want the unobtainable season 2

1: Check Mates

D.D. decides to make chess more exciting, by roping the entire park into something she calls reali-chess. This episode is unpredictable and hilarious, when they say “there’s more too it than that” in the intro, this episode covers the entire “more too it”. And I think it’s the best episode the show has to offer.

#danger & eggs #please don't hate me for not putting chosen family first

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marginallygreen · 6 years

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Dry shampoo — hot damn

All the questions you didn’t know to ask about this new hair product deal.

We wanted to write an article about a couple of hair products — but then we started doing some research on dry shampoo and shit got real fast.

To people with all different hair types: we see you and we love you because their are lots of different kinds of dry shampoo from stuff for naturally dry hair to the real greasy shit — you just gotta find the right kind for you. Love for all.

If you don’t use dry shampoo this article still has info about other things that are good to know. Obvi we would think that cause we wrote this shit but it’d be cool if you listened to us anyway.

When did dry shampoo become a thing?

We are obvi people who ask too many questions for lyfe to answer. But once we started researching dry shampoo, one of the first questions that came to mind was: what is the history? How long has this been a thing for humans?

I always thought of it as something for skinny blondes with beach waves using it, but that’s probs just cause ads + skinny blondes are seen as the shit in a lot of Western societies. Sadness all around (no offence blondies, but everyone is beautiful).

As usual, we are mooching off of other people’s info and making sure their sources seem legit. There’s this sweet blog we discovered that had a lot of info on dry shampoo, so here are a few highlights — but if you want to know more you should go check it out (it’s worth your time).

1401–1500 - People in Asia knew what was up. They used clay as a form of dry shampoo in the 15th century. Idk why but the century thing has always confused me… just one of those things (truth).

1701–1800 - It was used for wigs in the US. My guess is because those things created some sweaty ass heads. But I may be projecting my sweaty ass head probs onto others. Lyfe.

1940s - This is when the commercial shit became a thing.

1940–1970 - Homemakers wanted a quick fix to deal with their hair, cause that life is no joke.

1960s - As usual, a celeb made it more popular. This time it was Lesley “Twiggy” Larson. But I’m usually not very interested in celebs so let’s move on.

Ok so dry shampoo: WTF?

I remember looking at a dry shampoo bottle and thought: what the fuck are humans doing to their hair? I mean for real.

I didn’t know what was in that shit so I decided to make my own, but was supes lazy and didn’t take the time to look up some of the chemicals in dry shampoo and why they might be bad for you. But here are some chemicals to look out for if you use it:

Talc

In doing a little research, we found out one of the main culprits: talc. This stuff is def one to look out for, cause it’s bad.

Talc is a material made from magnesium, silicon, oxygen, and asbestos fibres. And inhaling asbestos fibres can be a real bitch.

The American Cancer Society has listed talc as an ingredient to avoid because asbestos is “known to cause cancers in and around the lungs when inhaled.” So best avoid that mofo cause cancer is not something to fuck with.

Propane

Dry shampoo in aerosol cans (which we’ll get to more of that later) also use some form of propane or butane to achieve that misty glory.

Low amounts of propane/butane are usually chill, but that doesn’t mean you should be spraying it all over your greasy head every damn day. Studies cited by the National Institute of Health have linked overexposure to propane to respiratory problems and headaches.

As with most things, the bad side effects come from LOTS of consistent exposure to this stuff. But it’s worth knowing about chemicals that can cause problems.

And if there’s a natural alternative to achieve the same result (spoiler: there totes is), then why not check that out?

Triclosan

Exposure to triclosan has been linked to a higher likelihood of colon cancer. This chemical is also bad news for the environment: in the US, it’s listed as one of the top 10 pollutants found in rivers.

And once this gets in a river, it turns into a toxin that can kill algae and other plant life. Aside from dry shampoo, this stuff is also real common in household soaps and toothpaste.

Other things to watch for

With commercial dry shampoo, there’s usually lots of chemicals at work. There’s a website called The Good Guide that provides loads of information about beauty products. It also lists what chemicals are in each, and if they are banned in any countries.

Naturally, we were curious about some of the best sellers so we looked it up. You can see how they perform in this nifty chart below.

Here’s how to read it: the higher up towards the top a bubble is, the more “use restrictions” the product has. A use restriction just means that in at least one country, regulatory bodies have made some laws against using too much of a chemical in consumer products.

The further to the right a bubble is, the higher the hazard score. This is a score created by the Good Guide website summarising the potential downfalls of stuff, both environmentally and for personal health.

Do people even use dry shampoo?

This shit sells. Who would have guessed that dry shampoo was a hot industry? But apparently it is. One of the top dry shampoo sellers is a company called Batiste. They sell 2.2 cans every second. That’s a lot of fucking cans.

The dry shampoo industry was worth 3 billion dollars (2.3 in pounds) in 2017. Idk about you but I did not see that number coming. And the industry is expected to grow even more in the next several years. This stuff is making it pour dolla dolla bills.

Out of curiosity we thought it would be fun to see how often people Google dry shampoo. I know you’re totes jelly of our fun filled lives.

In the past five years, search interest for “dry shampoo” has doubled according to Google search trends. Google assigns a search index score to everything that people search for with a number from 0–100, but they don’t tell you the raw search volume cause they’re stingy like that.

Basically, 0 = no one really cares, and 100 = peak dry shampoo searching. And at the start of 2018, Google reached peak dry shampoo fo sho.

We should all probs chill with the spray cans.

Another thing worth mentioning: aerosols. You might use them on the regs. Not saying that as a judgment thing — we sometimes use them too, but are trying not to (hence this blog).

Examples of this aerosol shit? That airy, SPF 50 sunscreen with the spray top. Your fave perfume that makes you smell like good things. Also, most dry shampoo. That kinda stuff.

Most things that take a liquid and spray it out into some vapor-like shit is an aerosol, and those can be bad fucking news for the environment. They contribute to global warming and deplete the ozone layer. But to be fair, we’ve gotten a bit better.

Here’s the deal: before the 1970s, aerosol cans used this ozone-depleting chemical called chlorofluorocarbons (try saying that while drunk…most people just call them CFCs to keep it simple).

By the 1980s, most companies had taken this shit out of their products and the U.S. Environmental Protection Agency formally banned it from future products. So like, halfsie thumbs up.

Basically, this means that aerosols are still allowed as long as they don’t have CFC. But they still emit hydrocarbons which also contribute to global warming.

Hydrocarbons are better than CFCs but still not good. Kinda like eating cheap Italian food. Still tastes nice but we want fancy ass carbs in our lives — aka we should be aiming for no aerosols.

Maybe more importantly, aerosols emit this shit called volatile organic compounds (VOCs), which have been shown to add to ground-level ozone levels. More ground-level ozone = more asthma-inducing smog.

This has gotten bad enough that the state of California has started regulatingany products known to have VOCs. Cue Where Is the Love by Black Eyed Peas am I right?

Algae luv

Wow we’re in p deep to this hair stuff; but I guess there is no turning back at this point. So here is some other semi-related stuff we found while deep in the hair product archives of my soul.

This next bit is about anti-dandruff shampoo, so not the same, but kinda like a second cousin. I came across some info that suggested anti-dandruff shampoos often contain something called climbazole. Yeah, I didn’t know what the fuck that was.

Apparently, climbazole is a fungicide that has been linked to increasing phototoxicity in algae and other water-dwelling plants. Phototoxicity just means plant injury — I obvi had to look that up too. Also “has been linked” means that smart people are doing research to find out more, but it’s still worth paying attention to.

Also why is algae that important? You may remember from science class (which full disclaimer I did not), or maybe you had to look it up. A person’s brain can only remember so much. I mean, I knew vaguely that I should think algae was important. I knew it mattered in my heart of hearts but couldn’t remember why.

Basically bb creatures eat algae. They rely on that shit. And then bigger creatures eat the little ones because lyfe is brutal.

But then the chain just continues so less algae = less bb fish, etc. Obvi too much of a good thing can be bad too so we need there to be a balance and chemicals can get in the way of that.

The dry shampoo in my lyfe.

Just a quick heads, I personally have an interesting hair texture. I usually wash mine once a week, maybs twice if I’m super sweaty and it smells like ass — but I like to take on the grime.

I also have dry but greasy hair and no one ever taught me how to take care of it, so I use a mixture of things for all different hair types. But ya gotta know your body — the dry shampoo that works for me won’t work for all hair types.

I make my own dry shampoo so I don’t have to worry about the chemicals and I can’t love this shit enough. For real though. I can’t be washing my hair every day but I have major grease issues.

Here’s my regimen: I pretty much shower and then start using the dry shampoo once the grease really starts to show. I have some thick ass hair so I have to apply it in layers by the roots.

Since I have darker hair I use cocoa powder. It does smell, but I found the only issue is that I want to eat chocolate more — kinda like being in a bakery without being able to eat the sweets. But I’m getting p good at channelling my midwestern religious upbringing to practice self-discipline.

I usually apply it with my fingers. Some people use old makeup brushes but I didn’t have one of those since I don’t wear makeup on the regs, and just got makeup brushes last year. I was totes stuck in the 90’s just applying stuff with fingers, but my younger siblings were appalled so they gave me makeup lessons. What is lyfe?

Once I make the dry shampoo I usually keep it in one of those bb jam jars or a spice container. You know — reuse shit.

The recipe I use is easy and I found it on another blog — I obvi wasn’t the one to come up with the recipe. I realise this recipe won’t work for all hair types, but give it a go. The ingredients are supes cheap and it’s easy to whip up.

If you feel like this recipe doesn’t work for your hair texture, but are real into finding something without chemicals, please message us. We can go on this journey together.

Marginally Chill. Good vibes to all.

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je t'aime, eddie: one

summary: “pardon my french, eddie spaghetti, but you’re the cutest fucking person i have ever seen.” aka, the foreign exchange fic.

word count: 1,282

pairings: reddie, side stenbrough, side benverly, lots of platonic kaspbrough

a/n: the pennywise incident still happened but in like 2014, this takes place in 2017!

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it was definitely an impulse decision, on his part. he could have said something else when asked what he wanted for christmas that year. something… normal. like a camera, or new art supplies.

but no. the words that came flying out of bill denbrough’s mouth were pretty peculiar. “a person.” he said, as his parents looked at him, confusion clear on their faces. who the hell asks for a person for christmas? well, not a person. a foreign exchange student.

it’s not something he’s thought of before, just something that came to his mind moments before the question was asked. he had the other losers of course, but things around his house got lonely after three years. three years of no georgie and three years of not knowing what to do with himself.

after explaining to them what he actually meant, his parents agreed. in fact, they thought it was a great idea. it would be a “good way for bill to have some exposure to another culture” as they said. he never really viewed it as that kind of opportunity, but he definitely wasn’t opposed to it.

so, gathered around bill’s laptop in the middle of the year, the denbroughs signed up to be a host family. it was a long process, background checks and orientations, signature after signature, but the day finally came where they would get to pick the person to live with them for the next year.

his name was eddie and he was from france. 16 years old, just like bill and the rest of the losers. the biography under his picture tells the story of his family and how he used to live in america until he was six. he spoke english pretty well, but he usually spoke french.

naturally, bill procrastinated so much that he didn’t tell the others that eddie was coming until the day was four days away.

the losers club sat around a bonfire in bill’s backyard, as they usually spent their summer saturdays. stan and bill were sitting on a bench, sharing earbuds and a thick blanket draped over their shoulders. ben and beverly were reading a book together, beverly’s hand holding the right page and ben’s holding the left. richie and mike were looking at something on mike’s phone and laughing.

bill was pretty sure stan knew he liked him. i mean, he has been pining after him ever since the summer before freshman year. he saw bev look up from her book and over at the two of them. she gave bill a knowing smile and went back to reading. beverly was the only one who knew about bills crush on stan, but she found out by accident. it’s actually a really funny story.

beverly was coming over and bill’s hands were shaking. when he told all of the losers his parents would be gone for the weekend, she had asked to come over. mike told him that was code for “dude, she totally wants to make out!” but how were you supposed to make out with a girl? surely it can’t be that hard. he heard a knock at the to snap him out of his worried thoughts.

he practically ran down the stairs and opened the door. “hey b-b-bev.” his stutter came out more than he would have liked it to.

“hey bill! can i come in?” she asked him through a smile.

“y-yeah. i m-mean, yeah.” beverly took off her boots and they walked up to his room.

“i’m not sure if we all tell you enough bill, but you’re an amazing artist.” walking around bill’s room, she ran her fingers over the drawings and doodles hanging on the wall.

“thanks, i t-try.” he said in a nervous tone. beverly then walked over to him and got pretty close. she glanced down at his lips a few times and so did he. she started moving in. oh my god. oh my god. this is it.

one innocent kiss progressed into making out pretty quickly. they were nearing bill’s bed until he disconnected their lips.

“holy shit.”

beverly laughed at his words. “you okay there, denbrough?”

“i’m gay.”

she started jumping up and down in the air and cheering. “oh my god, i knew it! richie totally owes me twenty dollars!” he stared at her in disbelief, watching her celebrate in the middle of his bedroom floor. “kidding, kidding.” she raised her arms in defense.

“w-wait, you knew? h-how…” bill trailed off and sat down on his bed, shock evident on his face.

“bill, you look at stan like he hung the stars. i think we all know. except stan, he’s sooo oblivious.” he slowly processed the information he was given. who couldn’t look at stan like that, he’s gorgeous. was it really that obvious? he always thought the secret glances he stole at stan were when no one else was paying attention. bill just nodded his head in response and beverly came over to engulf him in a hug.

“it’s okay, i think i’m the only one who noticed. i won’t tell, swear.” she extended her pinky out toward bill and he intertwined his with her own.

he came out to the losers at the quarry the next day. he didn’t expect anything but support, but he was still scared. they all shared a big group hug and to say his attention stayed on stan the whole time definitely wasn’t a lie.

smiling at the memory, he watched as mike and ben added various twigs and logs to the growing fire. he really hoped eddie wasn’t homophobic or anything like that.

“guys, i h-have something t-to tell y-you.” everyone shifted their attention to bill.

“what is it, bill?” stan said, nervousness evident in his voice.

“n-no, it’s nothing b-bad.” richie raises his eyebrows, waiting for him to say something. “w-well, basically, i h-have a foreign e-exchange student c-coming to live with us in f-f-four days.”

“four days?! bill, why didn’t you tell us? that’s crazy, man! i mean, how are we gonna understand this fucking kid?” richie looked at bill with shock in his eyes, as did the other losers.

“he s-speaks english, d-dumbass.”

“four days? wow… where is he from? how old is he?” mike asked inquisitively.

“f-france. he used to l-live here when he was l-little but he m-m-moved away. he’s sixteen.” stan has the slightest bit of anger in his voice.

“he’s gonna live here? with you?” bill laughed at him.

“where e-else would he live?” he only huffed in response.

“ooo, eddie? you know me, i love a good french boy.” richie was openly bisexual and proud.

“beep beep, richie!” they all said in unison. “do you have a picture, bill?” beverly asked and bill took his phone out.

“we’ve been t-texting. he seems r-really nice.”

on the screen, richie saw what he thought was the best sight he would ever see. it was a picture of eddie standing in front of the eiffel with a big smile on his face. “hm. very frenchy.” ben said and they laughed at him.

“he’s an adorable frenchy.” beverly said looking at the picture.

“adorable? he’s a smokin’ frenchy.” richie trailed off into the summer night.

“say “frenchy” one more time and i’m-”

“m-my mom talked to h-his mom on the phone. she’s c-c-crazy. he has to t-take like, a j-j-jillion pills a day.” bill told all of them.

“what’s wrong with him? he looks mighty fine to me.” richie said with a smirk plastered to his face. stan elbowed him in the side.

“i th-think he has asthma. not s-sure what the o-others are f-for.” richie looked at the picture again.

“oh, eddie spaghetti, i’m gonna have so much fun with you.”

special thanks to @roses-for-reddie because she’s such a hypeman. should i continue this fic? send me an ask and tell me what you thought!

#reddie #reddie au #reddie fic #reddie hc #side stenbrough #side benverly #eddie kaspbrak #richie tozier #bill denbrough #stanley uris #mike hanlon #ben hanscom #beverly marsh #it #it 2017 #the losers club #losers club #mine

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freetobefit4life-blog · 6 years

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Blog 4: A journey up the mountain called healthy living: Meet the blogger

Hi everyone! Over the past few weeks we’ve touched on a few topics in the health industry. Due to the limited amount of time this blog has been open, I’ve tried to cast a wide net over a few topics in the field of healthy living and hit the big parts of a journey up the mountain called healthy living. In case you missed my last few posts, here is a quick recap on what we all covered. Week one is about taking the first step up a mountain called healthy living and showing acknowledgement in the process. Week two touches on a booming fitness industry trend/lifestyle, CrossFit. My third post leaves a few golden nuggets of advice for getting started in the right direction with a some tips and tricks on living healthy. Finally, this last blog post is taking a “meet the author” stance as I tell you about my personal journey towards healthy living. These past few weeks have been more focused on being educational and broad, so now it’s time to hopefully be inspirational by showing it’s always possible to make a change.

The start of a bad lifestyle:

Growing up, I was always one of the larger kids at school. We played kickball, tag, basketball, baseball, etc. all at recess and then back to class. When I would go home, the first thing I’d do is turn on the TV and sit there. Hours would pass and then I would either be playing video games or watching TV until it was time for me to go to bed. I was always into video games growing up and looking back, it distracted me from a lot of other things out there in the world to enjoy. My daily lunches were packed as sandwiches and chips with my Pokémon cards in my pocket. I was just a little kid with no idea of what I was putting into my body and the habits I was creating. I played sports like volleyball and basketball, but always seemed to be less athletic than the rest of my classmates. Then to top of things, I had come to find out I had athletic asthma, not exactly a prime condition when you want to be running around with your friends playing sports.

High School: The start of a change.

As high school came, I had finally grown out of my athletic asthma. This may seem like a great thing, and it was! However, my years of sedentary lifestyle had caught up to me. The summer before freshman year I had decided to do the summer gym session as well as the strength and conditioning class I needed for my high school requirements. For the next eight weeks I was in gym class for a three-hour time frame five times a week and three days a week I was going through strength and conditioning. I can’t explain the exhaustion I felt being so out of shape. I would get done late morning around ten-thirty and go home only to fall asleep from the exercise I had just completed.

Entering my fall semester of freshman year, I was about 5’8” and 220lbs. Now as I’m sure you can picture, I was not exactly what you would call in shape. I was determined to make a change as it came to be that most of my friends in high school played sports and/or were athletic. I started working out with one of my friends and through growing up and getting taller as well I began to thin out. Many of my friends played football, so a lot of our workouts were strength based and had a little bit of cardio as a warm up. I also began cutting out certain things from my meals like chips and soda.

Swimming away:

Fast forwarding to my junior year, I was still overweight and contained small amounts of muscle mass. I remember sitting in the library one day for a class with one of my friends and discussing it. I told him I was looking to go on a stricter diet and do a sport like wrestling. My dad was a wrestler growing up and always talks about how good of shape he was in and the cuts to lose weight for tournaments. He looked at me like I was the dumbest person that he had ever seen. I still remember when he turned to me and said “don’t be a wrestler, join the swim team. You get to eat as much as you want, get in shape, and lose a ton of weight.” It was like I had just got struck by lightning. The next week, I signed up for the swim team and started down the road to one of the most monumental moments of my life.

For those of you that did swim team in high school, you know that season runs through the winter months of November, December, and January. Throughout these three months we swam roughly 3-3.5 miles a day and had drylands three times a week. Drylands are core and bodyweight movements designed to make you a stronger swimmer. The only off day we had was on the day of a meet (competition). In addition to the daily 3-mile swim and three days of drylands, I was also still lifting weights with one of my friends who happened to be a captain of the swim team. Now this may seem like a ton of volume, but I was determined to make a change and when it came time to go practice I felt energized. At first, I started falling asleep in my classes, but by adding more food into my diet I was able to scrounge up enough energy to make it through the day.

Finalizing my first and only season as a swimmer, I swam over 200 miles in three months. Starting out the season I weighed about 195lbs. at 6’4”. Ending the swim season in January, I was 153lbs. I had lost near everything my early age sedentary life had packed on and was now in a different boat. I needed to gain some muscle mass! This realization began the start into another monumental moment in my life: CrossFit.

CrossFit and my future:

The spring after my junior year I was looking for a way to stay in the shape I had gotten to from swimming and stumbled upon CrossFit online. At first my parents were extremely cautious as they had the normal worries of it being too dangerous for me to try, but eventually they came around. Unfortunately, a week into my start, so did my prior injury. I had always had knee pain, but just assumed it was from tight muscles, not a torn meniscus. I had to undergo surgery and physical therapy, enduring a long four months of laying around doing nothing right after I had gotten in shape! I spent my days watching CrossFit videos and eating healthy food, anything I could to prepare myself for the day that I could finally go back to start again.

I began my CrossFit journey and gained back much of the weight I previously held in the form of muscle. Over the past four years I’ve been lucky enough to be a part of four CrossFit communities, compete in several CrossFit competitions, and go on multiple trips with the friends I’ve made through the gym. I traveled to Colorado, Utah, Missouri, and a few other places all with CrossFit at the source. It has become a staple in my life as a means of healthy living through nutrition, exercise, friends, and travel. It is also how I came to realize I wanted to pursue a doctorate in Physical Therapy after finishing my undergraduate degree.

Still climbing:

My journey to healthy living started with high school, and really kicked into gear with swim team my junior year. I remember the day I woke up and decided to make a change. Obviously given my age it was a little more drastic than most people’s goals or changes will be, and that’s ok! I started with just cutting out small things like chips and soda, and for a lot of people that’s a health change that makes a big difference! Like I said in the previous blogs: the steps don’t have to be leaps, they can be baby steps. So long as they keep you moving forward. The big changes of my journey have occurred over the past five YEARS. Notice years is capitalized. I talked in the first blog I ever wrote about how healthy living is a journey up a mountain. Journeys are long processes. Don’t expect things to happen overnight, you can make great progress in just 12 weeks by staying disciplined and remembering that what you’re chasing is a worthy fight! Enjoy the journey, make some friends, and start your climb up a mountain called healthy living! I promise it will be worth the effort.

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I want to share my life story. It would mean the world to me if you read this all the way through. ♥

Dear friends,

Some people have been asking if I’m returning to tumblr and well... not exactly.

I’m actually considering deleting my tumblr. I’ve definitely moved on and realized that tumblr only worsened my depression and kept me locked up in a world on a laptop. And yes, I made amazing friends on here who helped me through some hard times. However, they’ve all changed usernames and I can’t even find them. The insane amount of hours I’ve spent on this website scares me. I left tumblr about a year ago kind of suddenly and I want everyone to know that I’m okay, maybe even better than okay. It’s been a long, hard road with medical issues and anxiety and although tumblr was an escape for a while, it left me more and more broken.

To those who have been on tumblr for years like I have, with friends and a well-established blog, this website is not where you’ll find happiness. This might sound controversial, but hear me out. Staying locked in your room away from your family and real-life friends is not healthy. Human connection is what we long for, and it can’t be found behind a computer screen.

During Junior High, I found tumblr and bad friends who led me down a path of destruction. Tumblr led me into having a bad swearing problem, which I completely regret and still struggle with. Looking back on this website, I see a waste of time and a dark phase of my life. There is so much more to life then spending hours of your life photoshopping Captain America for a blog.

If you’re depressed or suicidal relying on tumblr, I understand. If you’ve read this far I want you to keep reading, and I want to explain everything to my followers on here. Why I created this blog in 2014, what I struggled with, and I want to give you hope of how far I’ve come in my life. From almost committing suicide, I’m currently someone who has a life-threatening lung disease but has found complete joy and peace after YEARS of depression, anxiety and panic attacks. And the truth is, you can find joy and peace and love too. Please keep reading, and I pray my story of hope will encourage you. I’m terrified to post this on the internet, but if it helps one person, it’s worth it.

This is my story.

In 2014, I was in eighth grade. Like most Junior Highers, I had low self-esteem which leads to depression, suicidal thoughts, and self-harm. This is around the time I created my tumblr. Staying up on tumblr until 3 am, I talked to strangers about my deepest darkest fears. How I felt bullied on my cheer team for not feeling skinny enough or good enough at the stunts. How my mother had become an alcoholic and now I was the adult in the household. My dad worked out of town, and I was stuck dealing with it. Being called a bitch by my mother. Walking out in the morning to see a half drunk wine glass and knowing she got wasted last night, not caring how much it hurt me. To see someone I used to respect turn to a completely different person. I still believe my mother has a bipolar personality issue but she still refuses professional help. Basically, Junior High is when everything changed and an innocent, Jesus-loving 6th grader turned into someone I look back to and see a monster. I’m scared of who I became. I was friends with people who were also lost, suicidal, and obsessed with fictional characters.

When high school started, I thought everything would be better. I’d make new friends, and things would just be perfect; high school is supposed to be the best 4 years of your life, right? Boy, was I wrong.

Yes, I started making new friends but I still had my insecurities. New people had come into my class who were prettier than me, smarter than me, and better artists. My self-esteem weakened even more, and I clung to tumblr as a “happy place.” I reached a 2,000 follower goal, was winning awards, starting my own networks, and I felt “cool” here, as a faceless blogger who could spill my problems to strangers who assured me “everything would be okay.”

Yet something happened my Freshmen year that caused me to lose my faith in humanity even more. The Tuesday after Thanksgiving break, I remember both my parents coming into my room, my mom crying and my dad looking like he was about to. I had just sat down on the floor with my backpack, pulling out my science book for homework. But I stopped in my tracks thinking, “What did I do? What did I do that would make my mom cry? Did they find my tumblr?”

It was much worse. My mom sat on my bed and said, “Molly’s been murdered.”

Molly was my nineteen-year-old cousin who lived in LA (Los Angeles) and had started with weed then graduated to cocaine and meth. My aunt tried everything. Expensive rehab in Missouri multiple times, but nothing worked. She ran away from home and started living on friends’ couches, only caring about the next high. This is someone I grew up with, who I watched choose the wrong path. That path of drugs led to her being shot in the head without motive. She was in a garage of about 12 people, sitting on a couch and chilling and someone she knew pulled out a 9mm and shot her in the head. He proceeded to put her in a trunk of a car and leave her there, the day before Thanksgiving (I believe. I might have the dates wrong. This whole period of my life is a blur). The cops only found her body because someone called in an abandoned car notice. The detectives showed up at my aunts house at 2 am that Tuesday and gave the news.

A week before I had spent Thanksgiving with my aunt and uncle and my uncle had sent a message to Molly on Thanksgiving day on Facebook, saying how much we loved her and wanted her to come home.

She was already dead when he sent the message.

We expected something to happen to her, maybe an OD. But never this. My cousin’s murder broke a piece of my heart that will always stay broken. I’ll never understand why people could murder someone. (The investigation has been finished and they determined it was a homicide.) I could barely make it through a school day after that without crying. I lost what little faith in God I had left. (I go to a Christian school, grew up in the church, and was expected to be the angel child.) But after Molly’s murder, I changed.

My cussing problem got worse, and cutting myself. I have stretch marks on my thighs, so I would cut there so no one would notice the scars. And to this day, no one has.

I struggled with my emotions over the next couple months of Freshmen year, even writing an essay about Molly for one of my English assignments. In her memory, I want to tell you people to never do drugs whether they’re legal or not. Weed is a gateway drug to crystal meth and cocaine, and then getting shot in the head and thrown into the back of a car. It ruins your body and your life. My cousin grew up in a Catholic church but lost her way trying to fit in at high school and finding “friends” who gave her drugs to be “cool”. Drugs are not cool, and lead to destruction and pain and digging a hole that’s really hard to climb out of.

But I started to move on and accept what had happened. I still miss her, and wish I could talk with her one last time.

A few months later, good news came in January.

A little background info: I was born with heart issues and had my first surgery at 4 days old and open heart surgery at 3. I have huge surgery scars, but other than that you would’ve thought I was a normal kid growing up... except I could never play sports. I love love love love soccer, but my cardiologist never let me play competitively. However, when Freshmen spring soccer sign ups came around I was brave enough to ask, “Can I play?”

After a thorough check-up, he said yes.

I was OVERJOYED. This was something I never believed would happen and I was so excited to buy cleats and shin guards and get on the field and be an awesome defender.

Until my first practice.

I realized I couldn’t run. Not even one lap around the track. To this day, I’ve never run a mile. This amazing girl on my team named Emily (sweetest girl I’ve ever met) came up beside me and tried to help me learn to run. But I couldn’t breathe. I was out of breath almost instantly. I blamed my heart issues but as soccer season went on, I realized it was more than that.

I got a little playing time but I was mainly a bench warmer. I didn’t really mind. I loved the practices and pushing my body, even if I couldn’t do as much as everyone else. Some of the older girls bullied me in a way that they would scream at me whenever I did something wrong. And though I don’t use this word often, there was this one Senior who was a bitch. Even at our good Christian school. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not bad-mouthing my school. It is filled with Jesus-loving people who inspire me every day, but this one chick... she needed some Jesus. A lot of the time after practices I would hold in my emotions then start crying in the car as soon as my mom picked me up. I wanted to prove to everyone I WAS strong and good at sports and it wasn’t my fault I could breathe.

Easter break we ended up going back to the cardiologists to talk about my issues in soccer. And so, he performed an echocardiogram, (which is similar to the sonogram they do for pregnancies, but for your heart) which is normal. But then he came back and did it again and again and again. About the fourth time, my mom and I looked at each other and said, “Something’s wrong.”

That day I was diagnosed with pulmonary arterial hypertension.

My life will never be the same.

In short, pulmonary arterial hypertension (PaH) is a lung disease with high pressure in the arteries around your heart. Normally when you exercise your arteries expand to let the blood flow easier from the heart and lungs. Mine don’t expand and the pressures grow on the right side of the heart which could lead to heart failure. It feels like asthma but it was way more serious. I was just fifteen, and being told I was going to die before 30.

My emotional state was shattered. I went to specialists in San Francisco and they started medication that made me feel like sh*t. I got headaches so bad I couldn’t move, and I was nauseous for hours at night but was never able to throw up. There were a lot of nights I slept on the bathroom floor. And I usually kept my issues to myself, bottling my emotions about my disease. Did I mention I started said medications a week before my first high school finals? Somehow I persevered and got all A’s on my finals. But through all this, I got angrier at God. I relied on friends, tumblr and fanfiction and TV shows for happiness. And they failed me.

I got more and more depressed, thinking and wondering how could anyone love a faliure like me? A loser who couldn’t even breathe right. I had always been a good student but with the medications Sophomore year was a nightmare. Everything was being taken away from me: my health, my body, my mind. And I couldn’t help crying out, “God, why me?”

Right before Sophomore year, I was faced with starting a new medication. One form of it was administered in a pump similar to a diabetic pump, except you keep it on 24/7. Showering would be a pain, and I couldn’t go swimming. I refused to try it. I didn’t care how bad my disease was. I was terrified of having something attached to me.

The second option was these trial pills. I would take them three times a day, 7, 3, and 10:30. So, in August 2016, I started these meds.

The side effects were horrible and torturous.

I was constantly nauseous and flushed, and could barely make it through a school day. I don’t even remember much of Sophomore year. I think my brain blocks it out. My anxiety got worse and worse and I begged my parents for a dog, a friend to help with the stress.

Like I said, I don’t remember much of Sophomore year, except for some happy parts like going to country concerts and being a cheer captain. I had an amazing “squad” of friends who stuck by me no matter what and still surprise me with Starbucks on my doorstep on bad days.

Six months passed, and we headed back to the San Francisco specialists to find out if my medications were working and if all the pain and misery and torture of the last couple months was worth it.

I had a heart cath, (which is where they put a camera through an artery in your thigh and send it to the heart to read the pressures in your lungs), and awaited the news.

Things had gotten worse.

The medication wasn’t working.

For a third time in a year, I was shattered. Would things ever get better for me? To top it off, this meant I needed to start the pump medication.

I remember asking my dad to take a friend and I to go swimming at a nearby lake. My friend actually has no idea, but that was the last time I’ve gone swimming or worn a bikini up to this day.

July 2017 I said goodbye to the life I’d known, and was admitted to the hospital for a week to be transferred to the pump. When they place the site (where the medicine is administered through a little tiny needle thing) it’s extremely painful. With my pump, you don’t change the site every 3 days like a diabetic pump. You change it when the site goes bad and you put a new one in, which gets super painful and swollen before it gets better. When I say painful, I mean I almost needed morphine once.

People always say “It’s God’s plan,” and “things will get better.” I wanted to punch those people in the face. Because I had been waiting for things to get better for a long time, and things always got worse.

Plus, for the shower I need to take them quick and cover up my site with plastic, gauze and waterproof tape. I can’t go swimming or take a bath. During the day, I usually hide my pump in my bra or jean pocket.

Even so, before Junior year I had full on panic attacks about people knowing about my pump. I found ways to completely hide it but I was still so terrified of people finding out and judging me. I don’t know what they would do, but I was so scared of being different. Not fitting in. I had to be careful about what I wore, to make sure I could hide it completely. And only a few select people knew what was really going on. Even so, I think only one person really knew about how bad my depression was getting.

Some fun things did happen last August though. My dream of going to London was granted by Make-A-Wish! As an avid Sherlock and Harry Potter fan, I was ecstatic. I spent 10 days in the most beautiful city I’ve ever seen with my mom, dad, and my aunt. I think I took over 3,000 photos on the trip. It was one of the most amazing experiences I’ve ever been blessed to have. A limo came and picked me up at my house and we arrived at the airport to fly “across the pond” and into a dream. Make-A-Wish is such an incredible organization because they do dream trips and wishes, and while I was in London, I didn’t feel “sick.” I actually felt fantastic, walking 20,000 steps a day, way ahead of my parents. I went on Sherlock and Harry Potter tours, and I might make a separate post about this trip if people ask. But basically, it was seriously a dream come true.

When I got home, I actually ended up adopting a border collie named Blaze, who has become my best friend. I’m still training him to be my service dog and an emotional support animal for others. He is an absolute sweetheart. He’s helped my anxiety by an enormous amount.

Regardless, I still had my fears of starting Junior Year.

The dreaded day came and I started going back to school. It was better than I thought, and I was ahead in my classes. I was brave enough to take two APs and an Honors class. I was taking my math online, and everything was going surprisingly well. No one knew about the pump.

Then I had my first site change.

I missed a week of school and got terribly behind. A week doesn’t seem like much, but it really took a toll. I got really discouraged, as my depression was still suffocating me. I didn’t do things with friends and stayed holed up. Walking my dog in the fall mornings was my favorite thing. Blaze is still one of the centers of my life and is my little sunshine.

But I started failing AP tests, and I wanted to drop the hard classes. Suicidal thoughts crept into my mind, ripping what little happiness I had away. I was scared. Not of suicide itself, but of the fact I was so close to doing it. I was scared of myself. How much I’d lost control of my body and mind. But I was scared to leave Blaze behind. That was one of the few things that kept me holding on.

One day my AP Chem teacher pulled me aside and asked what’s wrong. I told him I was tired and the usual excuses. He was one of the few teachers who knew what was going on though, medically. He asked if I had prayed about it. I said God and I weren’t really on talking terms.

And it’s true. Through all the trials I’d gone through I started to hate God. I always saw hypocrisy in Christians I knew, and didn’t really know what a real relationship with God looked like, I just knew I didn’t want one.

It was the last week of Septemeber when I really broke. I had to leave early because I was feeling sick, again, and signed out to go home. But I was so done with feeling like sh*t and not being able to make it through a school day. On the drive home I lost it.

I was crying and was a complete mess. The whole drive home the only thing I could think of was driving my car off the road and into a tree and hoping it killed me.

Somehow, I made it home that day. And the next, and the next. I was just surviving at this point, not living. I was hopeless. I didn’t believe this medication would work because it didn’t last time. I tried to focus on school and redeem my grades, practically the last thing I had control of.

A few of my teachers also kept me from going off the deep end. I had failed two AP US History (APUSH) tests and my teacher pulled me aside and said, “You’re a better student than that.” He erased the tests and gave me a second chance. I started working my ass off in that class, and now I average 95 on his tests. But without that second chance, I would’ve quit and never proved to myself I could do it.

Said Chemistry teacher was also someone who kept me from not committing suicide. He’s a very inspiring person and an absolute science genius who had gone through a life and death experience like I was going through then and now. He ended up finding God through that experience and is still alive today, teaching and preaching to my AP class. He had written a book for his kids when they grew up because he thought he was going to die. His book talks about God in a C.S. Lewis sort of story. He gave me a copy and told me to read it.

So right after my mental breakdown of driving home and almost attempting suicide, I started reading.

Please know I was scared of death on a day to day basis. When you have a terminal condition, your mind is constantly set on “deep mode”, experiencing the kind of thoughts people usually think of at 3 am, but all the time. Becuase I knew I was going to die, but I thought I was going to hell because there’s no way I deserved heaven. But I started reading this book and well...

For a fantasy book, it talks about death a lot. (Like I said, my teacher/friend wrote this when he thought he was going to die.)

“...it’s our consciousness - our ability to know we are alive - that sets us apart from the rest of creation -- a creation largely blind to its own existence... Unfortunately, however, because we have the ability to think and experience life, we are also capable of anticipating our deaths - an uncomfortable conundrum to say the least.”

This is one example of how the book addresses death, and for a suicidal person, it’s a lot to swallow. But that’s not the part that caught me.

October 4th 2017, my life was changed.

Now, I know the Bible. I’ve grown up in the same Christian school for 12 years. But I’d never truly learned to put 100% faith and trust in the Creator of the Universe.

But there were a lot of things pointing me in that direction. Nudging me back into the safety of God’s arms. But Chapter 16 of my friend’s book was the final straw.

It reads...

“What I mean is that because we can think, we all know we’re going to die, and this fact in itself robs us of much of the joy and peace we would otherwise have if our fate had been kept from us. ... There is another option, however. ... We can choose to make the most difficult choice anyone can make. ... We can choose to trust the Creator.”

The night I read that, I got on my knees. I opened a very dusty Bible and found Jesus. I remember calling out and crying “I’m sorry” and “I’m sorry” over and over. I was someone who didn’t deserve a second chance after what I’ve done. I can’t magnify in words how far away I was from Christianity and how much I never thought I’d love God again.

But that night, I felt his unwavering, unfailing forgiveness. I asked for peace, and I was given peace for the first time. Complete and utter peace. It’s different than relief. It’s knowing that everything is in God’s hands and nothing I do can change his love. My anxiety and panic have left. I was redeemed through grace and blood poured out on the cross. Jesus had planted the tree that would become the cross. His love was stronger than my broken heart.

GOD TOOK EVERYTHING FROM ME SO HE COULD RESTORE MY SOUL FROM THE INSIDE OUT. I HAD NOTHING LEFT WHEN LOVE CAME DOWN AND RESCUED ME.

Since that day, I’ve woken up on my knees, thanking him for my pulmonary hypertension. God grabbed my stubborn self by the shoulders and shoved me to my knees. And I praise Him for that. I haven’t had suicidal thoughts since, and have barely looked back. My life has been completely turned around.

He’s shown me needs in my community and through His provision they’ve been fulfilled.

Some things that I’ve accomplished since coming back to God:

I was Junior Princess. (Something I never thought I’d win.)

I organized a clothes drive for victims of the Santa Rosa fire in Sonoma County. (They still need prayers!)

I’ve raised money for different needs in my community, with bake sales and BBQs.

I hiked Diamond Head in Oahu, Hawaii on Christmas Day 2017. Correction: I practically ran up it. Take that, PH.

I learned how to play the ukelele, and play it whenever I need a smile and want to praise my Savior with worship songs.

I’ve made new friends who encourage me in my walk with God, not take me away from Him.

And in January, I got some amazing news.

You know my pump medication? The one I thought wouldn’t work? I had a heart cath January 27th and they’ve never seen this medication work as well as it is for me. Another miracle I don’t deserve and will always praise God for. And I’m supposed to live way past thirty. And, my doctors think I’ll be able to do sports next year. :)

Basically, I want this story to inspire you to never, never, NEVER give up. What I’ve accomplished is through Jesus, not myself. I would be nothing without Him.

There’s been really hard days, and there will still be some for the rest of my life. But if I can save just one person by sharing my story of going from suicidal to joyful, everything I have suffered through will become worth it.

I’m planning to go to college, with God guiding me. Maybe starting a church or buying a house where I go to open up as a safe, Christian place for those who need it. I want to publish a devotional book before I graduate from high school. And God had blessed me with more years on this earth than I ever thought I would have. I wake up every day on my knees because I never expected another day. I never deserved another day, yet Jesus loves me enough to give me a life full of love and hope. I’ve dedicated my life to Him through complete trust, and every second seems more beautiful. To sprint as fast as I can, feeling like my lungs are on fire and praising God because I should never have been able to run or breathe. To watch the sunset bleed across an endless horizon to the sound of rustling palm trees and waves lapping the shore.

To believe that you’re going to die, then you don’t.

This world is not perfect, but it is the most beautiful place I have ever seen. And somehow, thinking I was going to die made it so much sweeter. I can sit at a stoplight, feel warm sunlight on my face through the windshield and be overwhelmed with inexpressible joy. My whole face breaks out with a smile, and the guy parked next to me probably thinks I’m insane. Some people look at the earth and say, “there's nothing good here, look at all this pain.”

Open your eyes. ♥

If you’ll allow me, I want to end with a verse.

“Therefore, having been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom also we have access by faith into this grace in which we stand, and rejoice in hope of the glory of God. And not only that, but we also glory in tribulations, knowing that tribulation produces perseverance; and perseverance, character; and character, hope. Now hope does not disappoint because the love of God had been poured in our hearts by the Holy Spirit who was given to us.” Romans 5:1-5

I will be keeping my tumblr up for a little while if you want to talk to me. I also really recommend this devotional about finding your way back to God. I love you all, and a special thank you to those on this website who were there for me when no one else was. If you reblog this, it would bless me so much. Thank you.

God bless you all.

Sincerely,

Kris

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9 Natural Remedies for Seasonal Allergy Relief

Oh, seasonal allergic reactions. They truly can make life miserable. The good news is, there are things we can do! Many individuals unnecessarily deal with seasonal allergic reactions when a couple of easy natural remedies can provide a lot of allergic reaction alleviation.

Research studies estimate that over 25% of the population experiences allergic disorders and climate change theories suggest the problem is growing. Usual allergen activates include plant pollen from yard and trees, the fecal bits of allergen, pet dander, particular foods, air contamination, appeal item ingredients, and even insect attacks.

As prime allergic reaction season approaches (at the very least in our location) I'm sharing the natural remedies that I use as well as help us when required. These will not be as instantly reliable as a drug, yet over the long-term these approaches have actually lessened my seasonal allergic reactions considerably.

What Triggers Seasonal Allergies?

Here's the deal:

Diet plan, solid intestine health, as well as wellness overall can make a big distinction when it involves seasonal allergies since allergic response has whatever to do with the body immune system.

I like to define the body as a bathtub. Every single time anything enters our bodies-- be it from our food, water, air, etc.-- our body reacts. This is great and nature's way of keeping the body in a state of balance (homeostasis).

At a certain factor if too much goes into the bath tub, it's going to overflow. Overloaded as well as overstimulated, the body immune system replies to normally harmless materials as if versus an unsafe foreign invader.

Exactly How Allergic Reaction Effects Beginning

" The conception that antibodies, which must safeguard against condition, are additionally responsible for illness, appears at first absurd.

Clemens von Pirquet (1906 )"

Researchers have learned a lot about allergies considering that Clemens von Pirquet first created the term.

Specified as "an uncommon adaptive immune feedback," allergic problems occur when the body responds to a normally safe substance with an increase in IgE connected to mast cells in the body and also Type 1 T assistant cells (Th1). Responses such as tightness of the bronchial tubes, mucous secretion, and raised vascular permeability may occur within minutes.

If the exposure goes beyond the body's first immune response, this reaction starts to trigger additional activation of leukocytes and Kind 2 T assistant cells (Th2). This is a stronger immune action the body places to points like parasites as well as physical invaders. This shows up in various means depending upon the person's genetics and also where the body perceives the intrusion. Signs might include:

fatigue (in some cases extreme).

hay fever (runny nose, itchy eyes, blockage).

nasal drip.

digestive upset and queasiness.

dermatitis.

bronchial asthma.

even anaphylaxis.

When Allergies Become Chronic.

With duplicated direct exposure the inflammatory response comes to be persistent. A 2008 journal article on the development of allergic swelling discusses this systemic sensitive reaction as:.

" Persistent swelling induced by long term or recurring direct exposure to certain allergens, generally defined not only by the existence of large numbers of inherent and flexible immune cells (in the form of leukocytes) at the affected website however also by considerable adjustments in the extracellular matrix and changes in the number, phenotype and feature of structural cells in the afflicted cells.".

Simply put, the torment allergic reaction patients really feel is really actual and also greater than a situation of the sniffles!

Allergy screening might be practical to determine triggers but common treatment typically involves consistently taking an antihistimine or corticosteriod which can have undesirable adverse effects. There are two major ways to help stop allergies naturally:.

Limit exposure to possible irritants (like putting much less in the tub).

Assistance a solid healthy body immune system (like raising the dimension of our bathtub).

Exactly How to Treat Seasonal Allergies and Get Alleviation Normally.

We don't struggle with numerous allergies any longer after our time on the GAPS diet plan, however I still occasionally get hit with an allergy attack from dust after cleaning however (a factor not to clean up? I think indeed!) and my hubby sometimes responds to yard or pollen.

These basic natural solutions have been really effective for allergy alleviation in our family. Various individuals appear to gain from different treatments relying on specific hereditary factors and also which irritants you are responding to, so it might be worth trying greater than one of these to see which works best for you.

I'll start with basic recommendations as well as develop to options for more major allergic reaction troubles.

1. Apple Cider Vinegar.

Apple cider vinegar is an age old solution that is commonly recommended for a variety of health and wellness problems. I've personally used it for allergic reaction alleviation (and also heartburn relief) with fantastic success. The theory is that its ability to lower mucous production as well as cleanse the lymphatic system makes it beneficial for allergies. It is additionally claimed to assist digestion, weight management, and more so it is worth a shot!

What I did: When allergic reactions strike, I mixed a teaspoon of natural, unfiltered apple cider vinegar with "The Mother" (that component is essential) right into a glass of water as well as consumed this three times a day. "The Mom" is just a nest of beneficial microorganisms existing in some natural and unfiltered ACV brands. Inspect the tag, it should provide if it includes it.

I use this brand name but it is additionally rather straightforward to make your very own. Apple cider vinegar assisted me with relief of severe allergic reaction signs as well as seemed to help avoid allergic reaction assaults too when I do it daily, so if you suffer from allergic reactions at a specific time of year start well before.

2. Laundry Your Nostrils.

This remedy works by avoiding the annoying allergen (or a minimum of as much of it) from entering your airways.

Neti Pot.

Shockingly the Neti Pot is one all-natural solution I have not directly tried since I'm a huge scaredy cat regarding pouring points in my nose. I have close friends that advocate it and also numerous health and wellness specialists I trust tout its benefits. The fundamental theory is that you make use of a Neti Pot loaded with a sterile saline service to flush out the sinuses of irritants as well as irritations.

Remarkably, I have actually heard this advised by traditional as well as alternative physicians, as well as it seems that it doesn't really have a drawback. It is advised to utilize formerly boiled or distilled water, not water straight from the faucet (because, parasites ... I do not truly like to consider it!).

To utilize: Either make use of a pre-made saline rinse or make your very own by liquifying 1 tsp of Himalayan or simply simple sea salt in a quart of boiled distilled water. Cool completely. Place in the Neti Pot and also put with one nostril as well as let it drain out the various other.

Saline Spray.

An option for Neti Pot sissies like me: I like this natural saline spray with xylitol for added help with comforting swelling and opening up air passages. We utilize it for among our youngsters with big tonsils too to assist maintain post-nasal drip and also sore throats away.

To utilize: Spray saline right into nostrils a few times a week or perhaps everyday for routine maintenance (whether you have symptoms).

3. Quercetin.

Quercetin is an all-natural bioflavonoid that is said to assist support pole cells to keep them from launching histamine. It is likewise a powerful antioxidant that is said to help reduce inflammation. It is best utilized as a long-term solution and also many people start taking it concerning 4-6 weeks before allergy period to assist stop allergic reaction signs.

Similar to any type of herb, you ought to talk to your physician before using, specifically if you have a liver problem, are expectant, or are on hormonal contraceptives.

To use: Though quercetin is naturally found in foods like citrus as well as broccoli, it is really challenging to obtain the quantity needed to relive allergies from food alone. An extra dosage from a high quality resource can be valuable for avoiding allergic reactions or aiding intense symptoms. Begin 4-6 weeks prior to allergic reaction season for finest results.

4. Nettle Leaf.

Nettle fallen leave is one more all-natural antihistamine that can be very reliable as it naturally blocks the body's capability to generate histamine. It expands in numerous locations as well as can be made in to a cast or tea, but also for allergy alleviation, capsules made from dried nettle leaves are the easiest and most effective option.

Nettle leaf can also be made use of in combination with various other natural herbs to make a soothing organic tea for allergic reaction relief. It is commonly mixed with peppermint fallen leave and also occasionally red raspberry leaf to make a revitalizing allergic reaction relief tea. Mommypotamus likewise has some wonderful info about exactly how nettle tea is one of the most reliable as well as very easy to nurture the liver as well as minimize histamine reaction.

What I do: I often consist of nettle in homemade herbal tea during allergic reaction season (recipe at the bottom of this blog post) and utilize pills for severe alleviation of allergy signs.

5. Probiotics.

Allergic reactions are the result of a discrepancy in the body immune system that triggers the body to respond also highly to a stimuli. Lots of research studies link the existence of beneficial microorganisms in the gut with lowered occurrence of allergies.

Proof is also emerging that a mommy's gut microorganisms while pregnant as well as nursing can impact a kid's likelihood of obtaining allergic reactions throughout life, as can exposure to excessively clean and sterile atmospheres.

While we can't do much about our mommies' diet plans while they were pregnant, balancing digestive tract bacteria now and consuming enough beneficial bacteria can have a favorable result on allergies now.

What I do: I make sure we consume a varied diet plan that includes lots of fermented foods and beverages which can assist improve digestive tract bacteria. We likewise take a premium quality probiotic capsule.

6. Neighborhood Honey.

There isn't much clinical proof to back this, yet there appears to be a lot of unscientific proof from individuals who have tried it. (Also Mark Sisson weighed in on the topic right here). The concept is that taking in neighborhood honey from where you live will certainly assist your body adjust to the allergens in the setting there. This is supposed to function like a natural allergic reaction "shot" and does not seem to have a drawback.

What I do: Eat a tsp or even more of raw, unprocessed neighborhood honey from as near where you actually live as feasible. Do this several times a day to help eliminate signs. It is often recommended to start this a month or so prior to allergy season.

7. Anti-inflammatory Foods.

Foods, teas, as well as spices with recognized anti-inflammatory benefits might contribute in reducing undesirable allergy signs and symptoms. A 2016 study in the Journal of Nutritional Biochemistry and biology discovered that ginger provided orally to mice decreased sneezing and congestion in addition to reduced pole cell reaction. Environment-friendly tea shows comparable effects.

What I do: Serve a lot of natural herbs and also spices with dishes, as well as green and herbal teas. Likewise combine three of these pointers in one by making this Ginger Switchel beverage.

8. Diet regimen Modifications.

7 All-natural Remedies for Allergic reaction ReliefIf all else falls short, in some cases dietary adjustments can be the solution to allergic reaction problems. Lots of recovery bone brew and conducting a removal diet regimen are excellent locations to start.

After our experience, I 'd definitely motivate this as an option, particularly for serious allergic reactions or those seeking digestive tract healing/rebalancing.

What we did: We followed the SPACES diet for numerous months and had success improving our seasonal allergies and also healing some instead severe food allergies in among our kids.

9. Gut Screening.

If you really experience allergies as well as suspect a comprised gut at the end of it, think about getting screening to obtain clear photo of what is taking place in your digestive tract and also exactly how to repair it.

Yes, this literally indicates mailing poop to a laboratory but I learned a lot from this examination and also still continue to gain from understanding certain methods to boost my individual gut. Advancements in at-home screening suggest you don't need to go to a physician or a laboratory.

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Boost your overall health and disease prevention with the help of naturopathic medicine. Contact your nearest naturopathic doctor - Dr. Amauri Caversan ND.

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These are the best and worst sports in fiction, according to us

What is your favorite fictional sport and why is it Calvinball?

Inventing a sport is hard. The best fictional sports from movies/books/shows/etc. seem to fall into two categories: Either exceedingly clever games you have always wished you could play (and sometimes can!), or senseless, broken dreck that no one could possibly find fun, no matter what a story’s canon would lead you to believe.

Here are the best and worst fictional sports, as selected by SB Nation staff. There are a lot of other options out there, however, and plenty of discussion to be had about what sports even count as “fictional.” Does a sport you can “play” in a video game count? What about, uh, murder-based sports?

Let us know in the comments. Or just yell at us about our decisions. That’s fine, too.

Best: Jumanji

I wanted to consider the board game oeuvre of fictional sports, and considered Cones of Dunshire for the top spot. But Jumanji is it to me for the way it captured my imagination as a kid. Will it inflict untold damage, and potential death, upon you and everyone around for miles? Sure. It may also turn you into a cool monkey boy with a prehensile tail. Just roll the dice, dingus, it’s your turn.

Worst: Star Wars holochess (I guess it’s called Dejarik)

It’s kinda like Magic: The Gathering crossed with chess. The board looks too cramped for much strategy to take place, though. Plus you have to let the Wookiee win.

— Louis Bien

Best: Blernsball

Blernsball is the 30th-century version of baseball, which took place in Futurama (Season 3, episode 16, “A Leela of Her Own”).

The reasoning behind this being the best fictional sport, is that baseball in the future undoubtedly has to be better than baseball in its current form. It’s that simple. Baseball is good now, and assuming they were to actually evolve over nine more centuries, it could be great.

But that’s also a big if.

Worst: Poohsticks

The objective of Poohsticks (from Winnie-the-Pooh, obv) is to stand over some running water, drop a stick, and see whose stick gets down to the end first.

Go play Fortnite or Call of Duty instead.

— Harry Lyles Jr.

Best: BASEketball

A sport that combines all the fun of basketball with none of the running, jumping, or otherwise-needed athletic traits one needs to typically be good at basketball. Any game you can play with a beer in hand is a good one. Especially if all you have to do to play defense is remind opponents how their sister’s GOING OUT WITH SQUEAK.

Worst (but not really): Bouillabaseball

It’s just baseball with fish parts. I expected better from the ALF writer’s room, but I still stan the Equinox Weenies.

— Christian D’Andrea

Best/Worst: Vampire Baseball

Though I’m loathe to admit I’ve read “Twilight,” I would like to make fun of “Twilight,” so here we are. Basically, in the book, a real treat for our heroine was getting to watch Edward and his vampire family play vampire baseball. Wow, sounds fun, they have superhuman abilities I wonder what their sports will be like?!

Get your hopes down, it’s just regular baseball that’s louder. Because they hit the ball so hard. Great date idea Edward, Bella gets to watch your family game of regular baseball. She doesn’t even get to play. I can’t believe she likes Edward more than Jaco— I mean I don’t care, Twilight’s for children.

— Clara Morris

Best: The Running Man

I’m sure there are some prudes out there saying “but Jaaaames, murder isn’t a sport!” To which I would reply “it is the REALEST sport, even when fictionalized.”

The Running Man is unquestionably one of the greatest action movies of all time, which game us the best fictional sport of all time. It’s professional wrestling, with all its pomp and circumstance mixed American Gladiators with a healthy sprinkling of pure, unadulterated murder.

In case you’re not familiar with the plot, the basic concept is simple: Dangerous convicted felons are given a chance to fight for their freedom in gladiatorial battles against armed, themed enforcers on a dystopian game show. It probably says something about me that I like this so much, but here we are.

Worst: Taking the Stone

This is from the show Farscape and is the dumbest thing of all time. Rather than try to explain in my own words let me just share the entry from Wikipedia, which does a great job detailing how dumb this is.

“The game consists of jumping into a deep well, and chanting while falling. A sonic net at the bottom of the well, sustained by the participants’ voices, cushions their fall. When the youth reach the age of 22 cycles, rather than grow old and be deformed by the planet’s radiation, they stop chanting part way into the leap and die against the rocks. This death is called Taking the Stone.”

Jumping into a well. Maybe killing yourself. Bad sport.

— James Dator

Best: Cricket

Or, more specifically, the good Dr. Stephen Maturin’s take on cricket. At the beginning of Patrick O’Brian’s The Fortune of War, what can only be described as the hulk of the HMS Leopard drifts into the Indonesian bay of Pulo Batang. The crew, exhausted by their recent ordeal in the Southern Ocean, relaxes with a game of cricket against that of the HMS Cumberland. Or they try to, before Maturin, equipped with a bizarre, home-made bat, makes his appearance on the behalf of the Leopards.

A rapacious grin ran round the Cumberlands: they moved much closer in, crouching, their huge crab-like hands spread wide. The Admiral held the ball to his nose for a long moment, fixing his adversary, and then delivered a lob that hummed as it flew. Stephen watched its course, danced out to take it as it touched the ground, checked its bounce, dribbled the ball towards the astonished cover-point and running still he scooped it into the hollow of his hurley, raced on with twinkling steps to mid-off, there checked his run amidst the silent stark amazement, flicked the ball into his hand, tossed it high, and with a screech drove it straight at Jack’s wicket, shattering the near stump and sending its upper half into a long, graceful trajectory that reached the ground just as the first of La Flèche’s guns, saluting the flag, echoed across the field.

As far as rebukes towards English pretensions go, deliberate or not, it’s pretty hard to beat Dr. Maturin’s efforts. This is cricket as it really ought to be played: nonsensically and with maximum force.

NB: My favourite part of the above passage, incidentally, is the confusion it created amongst O’Brian’s significant American audience over whether Dr. Maturin was any good at cricket or not.

Worst: Quidditch

Take a perfectly good magical sport, with three goals, multiple balls, rogue and malevolent magical items designed to hurt you, and flying. The bones of quidditch are close to perfect, giving scope for brilliant tactical and individual play in three dimensions.

And then the Golden Snitch ruins it. There’s absolutely no need for the damn thing. The chasers, beaters and keepers are playing an interesting, well-constructed sport. The seekers, meanwhile, are playing a ridiculous version of hide-and-seek which almost inevitably overrides what everyone else on both teams are trying to achieve.

Not only does the hunt for the Snitch render the actually good part of the sport irrelevant, it also destroys quidditch as a spectator sport. Since the Snitch is so small as to be untrackable, the audience in the stands has no idea what’s going on at any given time, making this a sport that’s both nonsensical and impossible to follow.

Kill the Snitch, and then we’ll talk.

— Graham MacAree

Best: Crunchball 3000

Now I know what you’re all thinking. What the hell is CrunchBall 3000. Well it’s a computer game that has LORE.

The game has elements of rugby, soccer and football and is an excellent time waster at wo— I mean it’s a really underrated way to pass the time.

Worst: Quidditch ... but in real life.

*It’s not really the worst, I just wanted to talk about it.*

Don’t get me wrong, IRL quidditch is fun. I’m just mad that the one time I played, I was the seeker and the snitch could go anywhere. We were in a park and there were no boundaries. I stopped chasing them after three minutes. I have asthma, man. I was off it.

— Kofie Yeboah

Best: Calvinball

When I was a kid in my hometown, there were a few boys on my street who were around the same age as me. In the summer, we would all spend our hard earned pop-bottle deposit returns on buying used baseballs at rummage sales and then use them to play in an open field down the road from our houses. Baseball is actually a very loose term for what we played, especially once the ball was lost or the cover tore off. Then it was a free for all. Little did I know until later in my development that such games as those we played were already mastered by the titular characters in Calvin and Hobbes. Calvinball, you see, is a game with no rules, other than the rules you make up as you go along. No two games are allowed to be the same, and no rules made up on the fly are allowed to be duplicated. Throw on some masks, hit a baseball with a mop and go score some points by running seven times around the sprinkler. Wait! The sprinkler is now the loser zone, so you have to use a croquet mallet to hit a tennis ball over the driveway without it touching any dirt or concrete. If it does, you lose 10 points.

“Other kids’ games are all such a bore!

They’ve gotta have rules and they gotta keep score!

Calvinball is better by far!

It’s never the same! It’s always bizarre!

You don’t need a team or a referee!

You know that it’s great, ‘cause it’s named after me!”

As Calvin opined in the final Calvinball strip when a football game turned into one of the crazy contests, “Sooner or later, all our games turn into Calvinball.”

There really isn’t a better sport out there, real or fictional.

Worst: Star Trek’s parrises squares

Let’s keep this portion short and sweet: They never gave any rules to parrises squares on the show, but it clearly is dumb because there is no way the folks who made Star Trek: The Next Generation were able to come up with a cool sport. That’s probably why they didn’t bother showing viewers much of the game, which is played with an “ion mallet” on a padded playing field.

I know no other details. But it’s is clearly dumber than real-life quidditch, which is one of the dumbest things I’ve ever watched in my entire life.

— Sam Eggleston

Best: Rocket League

Video games are murky territory, and I’m not sure if most of them can be classified as fictional sports. Is Counter-Strike a fictional sport, or a simulation of a military operation? I’m not really sure. But Rocket League is unquestionably a game about a fake sport, and it is by far the best fake sport anyone’s ever invented.

Soccer is the most popular sport ever invented by humans. The coolest iteration of soccer ever invented is from Nike’s 3v3 Secret Tournament ad, which was played in a metal cage. Rocket League iterates on this concept further by replacing the human competitors with freaking rocket powered cars. If it was possible to create Rocket League in real life, it would be the world’s most popular spectator sport.

Worst: Professional wrestling

Oh no, I’ve exposed the business! It’s difficult to classify wrestling as a type of sports or entertainment, hence the term “sports entertainment,” but essentially it’s a TV show about a fake sports league. There’s no non-fixed sport that bears a strong resemblance to pro wrestling, so I think it’s fair to classify pro wrestling as a fictional sport.

Wrestling Twitter, don’t scream at me. I am not here to talk shit about the entertainment you love. I’ve watched thousands of hours of pro wrestling and I love it. But as an actual sport, it’s kind of a mess. There are no published rules, and the referees seem utterly incapable of enforcing the ones that broadcasters tell us about. Competitors are not punished for repeatedly assaulting referees. Any sensible sport would have introduced additional referees or an instant replay system after 100 years of consistent shenanigans, but the major pro wrestling organizations simply refuse. No fictional sport has less competitive integrity.

— Kim McCauley

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1. What are your hobbies?-Working out, playing video games, playing ukulele2. If you could have dinner with any 3 living or dead people, who would they be and why?-Selena Gomez, cuz god damn I want to meet her so badly. Lauren Sanderson for the same reason. And Lisa Kudrow because l love friends and I wanna hear all about it from her3. What makes you laugh?-Comedians and children falling4. What was the last good thing that happened to you?-I got my internship in San Diego for the summer5. What is your biggest goal?-To marry the woman of my dreams and be financially stable and happy 6. What do you think is the meaning of life?-To make the most out of it, however you can7. Do you believe in an afterlife?-Yes8. Do you have any pet peeves?-Semi trucks passing each other, asking for advice but completely disregarding it, and having your read receipts off (which Faith has hers off and it bugs the living shit out of me 🙃)9. What do you like to do on the weekends?-Ummm when I'm at home I do the same thing I do all week and play video games. But when I'm at school I go to parties and do my homework during the day 10. What was your favorite TV show growing up?-Wizards of Waverly Place11. What is your favorite TV show now?-FRIENDS12. What are your favorite movies?-Perks of Being a Wallflower, The Hurt Locker13. Tell me one surprising fact about you.-I'm not really surprising, what you see is pretty much what you get14. What do you look for in a significant other?-Someone who understands sacrifice, someone who is kind, someone who is understanding, someone who will reciprocate all of the love I show them, and someone who will always do whatever they can to pick me up when I'm down. 15. What were you like as a child?-Really really angry because I was in the closet for 10 years and wasn't happy with my life at all16. What are some things on your bucket list?-To go skydiving, meet Selena Gomez, get married to the woman of my dreams, have children17. Who has had the biggest influence on your life?-Honestly, I can't pin that down to one person. There's a couple people who have had a definite influence on who I am today 18. Do you have any pets or have you ever owned any?-I have a dog19. Talk about a challenge you had recently and how you overcame it or how you plan to.-I was struggling really hard to get an internship and it seemed like every place I applied just wasn't interested or I couldn't do it and I finally just kept at it and found the perfect opportunity 20. If you could only listen to one song for the rest of your life, what song would you choose and why?-Anyone by Lauren Sanderson21. Talk about a favorite childhood memory.-the day we got our dog. We got him when he was a couple weeks old and he was such a little cutie and I remember how happy having him made me 22. What is your favorite commercial?-I hate commercials 23. If you could give your younger self one piece of advice, what would it be and why?-Stop being angry, your time will come. Just let yourself be happy and you'll come out when you can and you'll be accepted24. If you were stuck on a deserted island and could only bring one thing, what would it be?-My girlfriend 25. Who is your celebrity crush?-Selena Gomez26. Who is your favorite musical artist?-SELENA GOMEZ AND LAUREN SANDERSON27. What is your favorite music genre?-Pop28. What is your favorite color?-Purple29. What would you do if you won a million dollars?-Move Faith here, get her anything she wants, and take care of my parents 30. If you could have one superpower, what would it be?-Flying31. What is your dream vacation?-An Italian Villa with the girl I love 32. What actor or actress would star as you in a movie about your life?-Selena Gomez pretty please33. Where did you grow up?-Central Indiana34. If you could trade lives with anyone else for one day, who would you trade with?-Lauren Sanderson35. What is your favorite book?-Jerk, California 36. Who is your favorite author?-Don't have one 37. Who do you look up to?-Selena Gomez, Lauren Sanderson, Demi Lovato38. What is your favorite food ever?-Mashed potatoes 39. Are you a picky eater?-Kind of 40. Drunken story time! Go!-This one time literally a couple weeks ago, I was really fucking drunk at a party across the street from campus. Well it started storming really really badly and I wasn't about to get in the car with my drunk friend. So I decided to sprint across campus back to my dorm. I got across the street and sprinted all the way to the main building, stood under the awning for like a minute, ran to another building and stood under the awning. Then, while having an asthma attack and trying not to get struck by lighting while completely hammered, I took off my hat and wasn't gonna stop running until I got back to my dorm building. It was still a solid 5 minute run. So I took off. I got to the building and was dripping wet. Like I just got out of the shower with all of my clothes on. And my asthma was killing me BUT I didn't throw up!41. What beverage do you consume most often?-Pepsi 42. What is the first thing you wash in the shower?-My hair 43. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?-Absolutely. I'll be kissin her soon 44. How are you feeling right now?-tired but happy and at peace45. Do you plan out your outfits?-Sometimes46. What is the closest red item to you?-my PS4 controller has a red Nike covering on it47. Talk about the last dream you remember having.-It was my dream where Donald Trump stole my puppies, I'll reblog it48. Do you love yourself?-Much more than I used to 49. When was the last time you cried and why?-3 weeks ago I think 50. Have you ever met a celebrity?-Unfortunately no 51. Have you ever been to a concert?-Yes52. What are you listening to right now?-Kodaline53. Have you ever flown in an airplane?-Yeahhh54. What is the craziest thing you've ever done?-I don't do too many crazy things but the craziest thing I guess I've ever done is borrow my friend's car to go meet my ex girlfriend who lived in Iowa and I couldn't use my debit card or they'd know and I ended up using it in Indiana for has a couple times and had to lie but yeah it was pretty crazy for me. I don't do crazy things 55. Are your parents or guardians strict?-Yeah kind of 56. Did you have a good childhood?-My childhood wasn't happy but my parents did the best they could for me so I guess so. Some people don't get that lucky so I'm appreciative 57. Have you ever been in love?-A couple times 58. Do you bite into your ice cream or just lick it?-Depends 59. Did the one person who hurt you most in your life ever apologize?-No and I don't expect them to 60. What are some of your turn-ons?-Neck kissing, aggression, wondering hands, ear biting61. What are some of your turn-offs?-Skipping foreplay, not listening to what I say I want 62. Would you go skydiving?-Yes63. What are you thinking about right now?-How happy Faith makes me 64. Do you ever rent movies?-Sometimes65. Do you ever illegally download entertainment such as music, movies, etc.?-No66. What is your zodiac sign?-Gemini67. Do you believe in karma or predestiny?-Yeah 68. Is there anything you want to say to anyone right now?-Yeah69. Would you rather live a shorter life but be wealthy or live a longer life and struggle financially?-Wealthy 70. What is your stance on abortion?-Pro choice my dude71. Do you believe in ghosts?-ABSOLUTELY72. Who do you admire and why?-Lauren Sanderson because she never stops going after exactly what she wants and she doesn't settle for anything less than her dreams and she puts in all the hard work to get where she wants to be73. What was your worst experience while under the influence of drugs or alcohol?-I punched a wall at a party once 74. Have you ever had a near-death experience?-Yeah probably75. What do you daydream about?-I don't daydream76. Where do you want to live after retirement?-I don't know77. What would you change your first name to?-I wouldn't 78. If you believe in a God or Higher Power, what one question would you want to ask Him or Her?-why do you let your children suffer with illnesses like cancer and allowing some to be so unhappy they feel like suicide is their only option 79. Are you more optimistic or pessimistic?-I'm a lot more optimistic these days80. Are you more introverted or extroverted?-Introverted 81. What is your dream profession?-Acting, honestly 82. What do you worry about most?-My future and if im going to succeed 83. When was the last time you tried something new and what was it?-I honestly don't know 84. Who do you compare yourself to?-Nobody anymore85. What excites you about life?-Having the opportunity to love the girl that I do86. What five words would you use to describe your personality?-Funny, quiet, geek, weird, interesting87. What is one life lesson you learned the hard way?-sometimes things happen and you may not think it's for the best and it may be excruciating to go through, but you'll come out better at the end 88. What belief do you have that many people disagree with?-I don't know 89. If not now, then when?-What?90. Is it possible to lie without saying a word?-Yes91. What activities make you lose track of time?-Talking to Faith 92. If you had to teach an academic subject, what subject would you want to teach?-History93. What is your biggest regret?-I don't have regrets honestly 94. What will matter most to you when you're 80 years old?-If I was happy95. Are you a messy person or a clean person?-Eh a little of both 96. Are you a perfectionist?-Definitely not 97. How tall are you?-5'798. What is your guilty pleasure?-I don't have one 99. Do you prefer sweet or salty?-Sweet100. What is your favorite social media website?-Tumblr

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