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Hello! Hannah here. I'm almost halfway through my summer break (WHAT) and finding the motivation to write has been really hard. I've been busy with summer activities as well as a summer class and a math tutorial thing (which I passed, by the way). But, I came up with a whole list of posts to write this week and I'm quite excited about them. Today's, in particular, is going to be fun because it's something that I came up with myself: a method for kicking a bad mood. Between bad sleep and general anxiety, I often find myself in a bad mood. A lot of times, that bad mood doesn't have a specific reason and therefore is difficult to fix. I've lost a lot of work time and reading time to my bad moods, and I wanted to find a way to kick that in the butt ASAP. So I experimented. I tried different ways of kicking my bad mood. Some didn't work at all, and some only worked for a little bit. Frustrated, I combined a bunch of these things and BOOM. My bad mood was ki

HELLO friends! School has officially ended and I am back in the RV for the summer. Now that I'm home and I have a lot of free time, I concocted a list of topics to write about on the blog this summer and this was one of the first ones I thought of. I thought I had written about this before, but it turns out I actually don't have a post solely dedicated to naturally reducing anxiety. That was a pleasant surprise because it's actually one of my favorite things to talk about. So here we go. I've dealt with anxiety since my junior year of high school, and honestly, it sucks. That's all I can really tell you. Constantly worrying about things you have zero control over and being told to calm down when you LITERALLY CANNOT is the worst. But, over the years, I have found some things that have actually made my anxiety easier to manage and even alleviated the symptoms a little bit. I have tried every remedy I've listed in this article and i can concur that with consiste

Hi friends. It's the Monday after spring break and I am ready for winter to end and spring to begin (one more day). So today's topic is something that I (very) recently discovered about myself. I have always been in tune with other people's emotions. I can't watch violence on TV or in movies because I feel like what's happening to the people in the movies is also happening to me if you know what I mean. I feel other people's pain, sometimes more deeply than my own. If someone around me is upset, I am automatically upset, which I try to offset with some kind of humorous comment. I've dealt with all of this my whole life, and until recently, I didn't know what it all meant. One day, I started looking up things like "why do I feel other people's pain" and "why can't I watch violence on TV" and "why do I feel emotions so deeply". All of these yielded one result: an article about being an empath. I took a quiz on whether

If you're currently in college, you know that stress is everywhere. It's in the classroom. It's in the library. It's in Starbucks. It's behind the eyes of every college student everywhere. We are constantly pulling all-nighters and surviving off of the cup of coffee we had that morning. We are posting a picture of our laptops and textbooks with the caption "lol stayed up all night studying RIP me" on our Snapchat stories and Twitter. We are staying up late and waking up early. We are constantly worrying about grades and tests and jobs and paying rent. We are having to work two jobs to even afford rent. We are eating fast food all the time, not understanding what it's doing to our bodies. We are typical college students. While all of this seems funny in theory, it's really, really not. Coming into college, we thought these all-nighters at the library, 5 cups of coffee a day, and having sleep for dinner were normal. It's not. This level of str

HELLO all! The second month of 2018 is in full swing, and it's time to talk about my favorite subject: love. But not the love you're thinking of. Not the love associated with this month in particular. No, I'm talking about self-love. Self-love is something I used to struggle very heavily with. I used to have virtually no confidence in anything I was doing, wore, or said. I second guessed myself so much. "Will people like this?" "Will people think I'm weird?" "Will I freak people out?" These are the questions that ran through my head every day throughout middle and high school. I was so worried about being a weirdo. I was worried that people would point and stare (they did) or even worse, stare and laugh ( they did that too.) Now, it sounds like I'm talking about my clothes and makeup and stuff, and I was worried about that too. But my real issue during this portion of my life wasn't my appearance at all. I have a reputati

i'm nineteen years old, in my sophomore year of college, and I don't know if I'm going to live long enough to live my life. To get married or have children and grandchildren. I don't know if I'll finish college. I don't know if I'll ever get to teach. all of this is more uncertain than it has ever been because the leader of our country 1) doesn't believe in the gradual change of the climate that's causing our earth to collapse more and more every day, and 2) is threatening nuclear war like it's some kind of joke. Our leader is careless and terrifying, and I might die before getting the chance to actually live my life because of it. I don't watch the news anymore because I've been having nightmares about these kinds of things. The fear that I won't live past my 20s or 30s has invaded my mind and made its way into my dreams and nightmares. The chance of the earth completely falling apart/nuclear war before i get to live the rest of my