I know, I know. It sounds weird. It sounds like some hippy-dippy type of shit (I'm into that type of shit, though, let's be real), but I am about to embark on aSOUL cleanse, ya'll! Join me? Ok, I'll tell you more about it first :)
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Two learning disabilities. One anxiety disorder. Wearing a skirt over jeans in middle school. Looking like no other white girl you've seen (or so I've been told). All my life, I have deviated from the norm, whether intentionally or not, so naturally, my version of a Power Flow class fits into this as well.
If you're a regular reader of this blog, you know that I was "let go" from a job back in January. Granted, the job was ridiculous and the environment was awful, it was a job and I had an income. Now, I am still unemployed and living off of the government. I'm that person who's "lazy" that those right wingers warned you about. In the past five months, I have had three interviews--none of which have obviously panned out. When you apply to (minimally) five jobs a day, you expect to get more interviews. However, the economy is shitty, so there are a lot of us looking--A LOT.
I live my life pretty soberly--no drinking, no drugging, etc. It has been difficult at times explaining this to people, or hanging out with people who do take part in this behavior. Tellings someone, "I don't drink because I was raped by an ex who used alcohol as a way to weaken my defenses" isn't always something I feel I can say (if ever). My relationship to alcohol has always been fairly negative. I grew up with my mom being a drug and alcohol counselor, so I would often hear horrendous stories. My mother stopped drinking quite some time ago, when she became a Buddhist. My dad rarely drinks, as he says he's "too sensitive" for it. Therefore, alcohol was never really discussed as a "positive" thing in my upbringing. My brother is probably the only one, out of the four of us, who drinks regularly. Sometimes, I feel like I don't know if I'm being over sensitive to someone's drug use, or not. I often act judgmental--something I don't want to be--when it comes to others and their use of substances. I mean, it's not like I've always lived a sober life--it's something that has happened within the last three years. It's still really difficult to find sober people my age to hang out with. The thing to do on a Saturday night is to go out to a bar/club and drink--finding people who don't want to do that is far too difficult than it should be.
Many of you know that I really dislike summer. I hate the heat, the stickiness; I even hate the abundance of sunshine (I know what you're thinking). Summer seems to give me a lot more anxiety as the added heat reminds me of how my body feels when experiencing a panic attack. It's not a fun time. So, I thought I would write a little post on some tips to stay cool during the dreary (in my opinion) and hot summer months.