“Where are you?


I thought long and hard about writing this blog. My thoughts went back and forth of whether I should keep this private, but it has come to a place where it can’t be kept that way anymore. For the past three years, I’ve been going through an excruciating health crisis that I have had minimal answers to. Most people would see me laughing, talking, and nothing like what happens behind closed doors. I’ve had a rainbow of reactions; from a smothering amount of empathy to close friends completely disregarding my existence. Both ends are reactions I don’t want. I used to be so anxious to tell people what was going on in hopes that they would understand what was happening. I realized that I was receiving these reactions because it was too complicated for someone to see some look completely normal one second, and be rushed to the emergency room the next. How does that make any sense? Trust me, I would be thinking that too if I wasn’t the person it was happening to.

The Beginning

Senior year of high school is arguably the best year of grade school. You are exploring your new future, celebrating your big accomplishments, and blossoming into an adult.  My senior year was the complete opposite. Mine consisted of multiple ER visits turned into admittances to spinal taps to allergic reactions to drugs to the longest nights of my entire life. Nobody knew how bad it was until we found out I’d be attending an out of state head pain clinic for intense medication therapy.

I walked across that stage, received my diploma and knew where my next destination was. When I arrived at the clinic, I was the youngest patient in the hospital wing. They told me I’d be admitted for around 10 days. Each day consisted of early 5 am EKG’s and blood draws, 8 am meetings with a room full of doctors, noon time procedures, and nightly new meds. My family and friends would visit to support me during the day, but at night I was against it alone. Come ten days later and 25 pills a day, I had new diagnosis: Psuedotumor Cerebri. If you look that up you’ll probably see a 400 lbs. lady and I’m pretty sure I don’t look anything like that. Of course I had some skeptics because this was pretty rare, especially since I didn’t fit the criteria but the meds were working and thats all that mattered.

The Now

My 25 pills-a-day regimen worked throughout my first year of college which was a great relief. Sure I was completely drugged up, but I was happy, learning what it was like to be a college student. This past January that completely changed. I started having weird new symptoms like: short-term memory loss, chest pain, tachycardia (fast heart beat), major fatigue, weight loss, swelling, and rashes. I would go to class then come home to take a nap, go back to class and then sleep some more. I opted to stay in most weekends feeling like crap. I developed a good poker face so that only people I was close with could tell if something was wrong.

As months went on, the symptoms had become more prominent and a burden to every part of my life. We still had no answers. I went to my doctor in Tampa and she had asked if I had ever been tested for autoimmune disease. I had no idea what that was to be honest, and I said to her that I have not. Test results came back positive but we still weren’t positive even though the numbers were pretty high. During this time, I had flown home to receive treatment via Johns Hopkins. I flew home from school with the intentions of only staying a weekend but it turned into three weeks. My doctor told me he was so so close to admitting me that if I had waited another day to come home, he would have. He started the process of taking me off medicine and starting new medicine. My goal was to just get through the rest of the semester so I wouldn’t be behind. I got myself back to school and immediately I knew it was a huge mistake.

From this point on, I was on permanent bed rest for the last three weeks of school until my mom came down to pack me up. Every day I felt guilty emailing my teachers that I couldn’t come to class and hoping that they wouldn’t penalize me for being sick. I started having cold sweats at night, being super dizzy, and still in a huge amount of pain. I managed to get myself out of bed for an english final-which was a presentation in front of our 30 person class. I went up to the front of the room about to pass out and stuttered my way through the presentation with classmates giving me faces like “what the hell is wrong with you?”. I wanted to scream out I’m not weird I promise, I’m just really sick and can’t keep it together.

About three weeks into this summer I got re diagnosed. My autoimmune tests had for sure been right. I have low grade autoimmune disease with what we think is connective tissue disease. We are not positive yet, but there’s no doubt that the general autoimmune diagnosis is right. So, what is that exactly? This is the short explanation I tell my friends: my healthy cells are being attack by my body for NO APPARENT REASON. Yup, my body just decided to start attack itself. For the past three years, I have seen the sorrow and hope in my parents eyes and they finally had reassured that now I would get better.

While all my friends are enjoying their first time aboard this summer, I’m yet again receiving intense medication treatment in hopes to move into my first apartment and go back to school. Now, if I ever personally get to tell you this, I don’t want pity, I just want you to understand being in my shoes is far from easy and will be the rest of my life. Autoimmune disease does not have a cure, it is however manageable. There will be a point in time where I am fully functional again but that requires getting my medication levels correct. I’m currently unstable have 1-4 day flare ups almost every week. To get the levels in my blood correct, I require having my blood drawn almost every 5-7 days. When I have my flare up I have learned to give myself injections in my legs and if you see it looks like I was in a huge fight because I am really good at giving myself bruises.

Autoimmune disease does not just effect my head, but all parts of my body. I am hot and cold 24/7, I swell up during flare ups, my hair has been thinning out, I have circles under my eyes and I have accepted that thats just how my life is going to be right now. In fact, I believe it’s a gift. I get the honor to see life in a totally different angle, and that makes me extremely appreciative of everything I have. In order to maintain a healthy way of life, I have had to cut out foods everyone loves: chocolate, pasta, pizza, anything with refined carbs or  refined sugar (i.e. candy, cupcakes, etc.). 99.99% of people will never understand what it’s like to live with this disease, and that’s okay. I’m blessed just to eat a meal out in public or enjoy the sunshine on my good days and take life as it comes. So next time before assuming “her head just hurts” or “she’s faking it” think about if you were in my shoes and how you would react to someone saying that. Just a little food for thought.


How to Achieve Healthier & Softer Hair

Being on so many different medications really messes with my hair. Whether it’s thinning or dry it still make me upset. I always wish to go back to the time when I used to complain I had too much hair and it was too curly-because now its thinner and wavy. In the past three weeks, I have started to use different products for my hair and I’m seeing really great results.

The first product I absolutely love is  Walgreens’ Hair, Skin, and Nails Formula with Biotin and Keratin. I take two of these vitamins a day in the morning. It contains biotin and keratin which are both really great things for your hair. Keratin is a protein found naturally in your hair that protects against stress or damage. Biotin (also called Vitamin B7)  helps nerves, metabolism, and your digestive system along with many other systems. This vitamin also contains other vitamins like A,C,D,E and many many more. I’ve noticed that my hair is much softer and less dry since starting these.

Disclaimer: Always ask your doctor before starting supplements. I am not a doctor, this is just personally advice that has worked for me. 

The next product was suggested by my hairstylist. Its a deep conditioner called Joico K-Pak Revitaluxe. She suggested that I used the treatment 3 times a week for up to an hour. So what I usually do is shampoo and rinse my hair and then get out of the shower. When I get out I use a quarter size amount and place it all over my hair and comb it through, then let it sit for 1 hour and rinse. It smells so good and makes your hair so soft! If you need a deep conditioning treatment then this is a great one!

I have recently changed my shampoo line to Not Your Mother’s Coco Milk & African Marcula Tree Oil High Moisture shampoo, conditioner and smoothing cream. This stuff smells so good, is reasonable in price and makes your hair feel so much better! Note: when washing your hair, try to leave a day in between for your hair’s natural oil to set in its healthy for your hair! 

Heat and color can damage your hair so much, by creating breakage and dryness. In order to avoid this type of damage-try not to bleach your hair too often. Also, try to not use as much heat on your hair or if you have to: use a heat protectant. My favorite heat protectant is Chi 44 Iron Guard. THIS STUFF SMELLS AMAZING AND REALLY HELPS WITH THE SOFTNESS (literally can smell it in my hair while typing this…awk). Divid your hair into sections and spray before applying to heat. This is a lifechanging product for me. I recently found it at TJ Maxx (lovvveeee that store!) for $11.99 but it usually retails at around $18.00 at Ulta or other beauty stores.

I hope whether you’re healthy or not this gives you some insight on how to take care of your hair!!!



Turning Lemons into Lemonade


Laughter is the best medicine, but so is distraction. You may remember how I gave tips on how to keep on going. One was distractions. I will link that post here if you have not had a chance to read it! I wanted to talk about how I am keeping myself occupied and happy after having my summer plans change.

My Blog

This past spring, I leased my first apartment. My plan was to move in sometime this summer and live on my own. I wanted to prove my independence to the world and myself. While I might be ready my body is clearly not. Whenever plans change, you expect yourself to experience so disappointment. I decided to turn that disappointment into something much more important-happiness. Starting this blog, I had no idea how incredibly successful it would be within the first month. I am so proud that I’ve been able to touch people in over 30 countries. Blogging has become my baby and my happiness. I love love reading your comments and stories. My followers always inspire me.

Healthy Habits

While blogging has become my baby, I have had some other interests as well. I really love eating right and exercising when I feel up to it. Exercise releases endorphins to make you happy! Of course happiness is a great feeling. Eating right can make you happy, give you great results, and generally make yourself feel better. I have cutout refined sugars and carbs, along with anything artificial sweetened and a couple other things due to autoimmune disease. I feel so much better when I eat fresh fruit and veggies instead of goldfish or crackers. I’m deciding whether or not to add a few different categories to this blog down the road-including healthy eating.

Socializing with Friends

I love keeping in touch with my friends. If I can’t see them, texting or Facetiming makes me just as happy. Hearing about their lives and what’s going on with them is a fantastic distraction. Sometimes are conversations make me feel like I’m really with them.

Pool Party!!

The best thing I absolutely love doing is laying out at the pool on a sunny day. I feel like I am back in paradise. The pool clears my mind of any worries or thoughts. I just love practicing living in the moment at the pool.  I do have to be careful though. This past week the sun dehydrated me to a point where I’ve been in a flare up for a couple of days. My doctor had recommend drinking a gatorade (every hour for me) but gatorade does do wonders for your electrolytes when you’re a chronically ill person.

Whatever you do to distract yourself make sure its positive! Start living in the moment and making a life for yourself despite your challenges. You can do it!

Diving into the Reality of My Future

Diving into the Future

When life signs you up for a chronic illness/disease, you sometimes have no idea what you’re in for. This can be extremely frustrating, tiring, and annoying. For me, I can say that right now I’m in a rough patch of my disease, that I never thought I’d have happen to me on many different levels.

While no doctor can tell me what my future will hold, I am learning to cope with whatever comes my way. Sure I can tell you that, but it’s a lot harder to do than say. Right now I kind of hate talking about the future because I see it as more of a fear than anything else.

Two nights ago, I had a bizarre dream of a bunch of celebrities in a plane crash. I was standing on a field witnessing the plane take off, watching it as it kept ascending into the sky, and then spiraling down. I decided to look up what that meant because it was a crazy dream, and (I know medications can make you dream weird things) for some reason I just had to know what dream interpreters thought.

According to an article I read on Bustle, this dream symbolizes the nervousness of our high expectations and that we might not believe we will reach the goals we set for ourselves. It could also mean that we believe everything we have achieved in life is about to come crashing down on us.  I also read that a dream about a plane crashing could be a metaphor of some aspect of your life that is in danger of ending quickly and unexpectedly, lacking self confidence. BOTH OF THESE EXPLANATIONS ARE SPOT ON ABOUT MY CURRENT OUTLOOK.  I’m not going to lie, when I first read these explanations I bursted into tears. How could my unconscious self be able to rely a message to me in such a different form? The human brain is truly amazing.

I had a healthy normal life for the first 17 years of my life, and then it abruptly changed. I have flashbacks sometimes to the exact day that everything changed. I was an avid volleyball player in high school, and I had just come off the court after starting in a game. I sat down on the bench and all of the sudden I had a MASSIVE bloody nose out of no where (didn’t get hit or anything). I ran across the gym holding my nose and went into the bathroom. At that point the blood was coming down so fast, I didn’t have time to clean myself up. I stood over a sink spitting blood, and my mom rushed into help me. It took a good 30 mins for it to stop, and I still remember the pain shooting up my nose to brain, and progressively getting other new symptoms, as I still am today.

I have such a fear of coming so far in life, and having everything ripped from under me because that’s exactly what has happened. I think I just feel like I keep getting more and more taken away from me and it’s so hard sometimes. I worry constantly about my future, and it’s an extremely hard task to learn just to let go and accept what comes my way.


Days of Death


Many of my followers who are going through similar situations, will probably relate to this. Before we go into feeling your worst, I need to clear up some misconceptions some people don’t understand. Just because you see a person who has autoimmune disease smiling, dressed up, laughing and making conversation doesn’t mean in anyway they feel great that day. When people who live with the disease start to understand their new lifestyle, they have to decide whether to push themselves or not. I learned this story when I was going through intense medication therapy in Michigan, and to this day I still apply this to my everyday life.For people who read the story I was taught, I am going to attach a link to a story I learned here. I’ve even bought a spoon necklace I tend to wear around my neck frequently as a reminder of the story.

As a college-aged girl, I always want to keep up with all my friends 24/7 365 days of the year. Clearly, thats still impossible but yet after 3 years I still have trouble understanding that. Somedays I feel the most amazing I’ve felt in a while and that motivates me to try to squeeze a lot in the day. I’ll try to exercise, see my friends, get my homework done, clean etc. These days are the days I am willing to except that I’m sick and I feel like it’s such a reward to wake up feeling great. The next day is usually the struggle.

Struggle Days

I’ve had struggle days for 3 years now and I still don’t know why. For some reason, when I excert a normal amount of energy, I’ll pay for it in severe pain. Take today for example, I was so sick of my normal routine, the last 3 days I tried to book myself with plans. I wanted to pretend for just one second that all the pills and the pain disappeared. So I did what most people do and make multiple plans for one day and today I’m paying for it.

I woke up a numerous amount of times last night, uncomfortable in my bed. Finally after 10 hours of sleep I woke up in an awful amount of head pain and soreness throughout my whole body. The headache was pretty bad, but when you add fatigue and weakness into the picture, you feel like death or at least I do. The simplest things were the hardest for me today: taking a shower, texting, making food etc. I couldn’t leave my bed until around 2 pm this afternoon and that was only because I gave myself an injection of Toridol along with my other emergency medicines. My big activity was making it downstairs today. I know that’s hard to get through your mind but boy, when it hurts to do absolutely anything (even nap) you gain a whole new perspective on the world. I feel like now I kind of have an insight into the elderly world. I understand, why some elderly people have no filter, no patience, or are grumpy all of the time-hey I didn’t have hope I’d be there too. But these days are the longest and hardest days to go through. It’s like I want to have people around and keep me company but at the same time I just want to be left alone, I don’t want to talk to anyone, have to listen to anyone or do anything. Even when someone is doing something downstairs, or listening to something loud it aggravates me because it makes the pain worse. Of course, I can’t yell at them its not their fault I ended up like this.

If there’s one thing I’ve taken away from my death days it’s that it’s okay not to always be brave or positive all of the time-no one can do that. It’s okay to shed a tear, or scream into a pillow, but once you’re done having self pity, you have to get back up. It’s like what everyone says once you fall down, you just get right back up, and that’s what all chronically ill people need to do. After all, you can’t stay on the ground forever.



When I started having flare ups and no one had any idea of what was going on, I turned to writing. Over a series of months, I would write several analogies comparing certain elements of nature to my pain .My first flare started 10/01/14. I have decided to share 3 excerpts of what I’ve written over the past 3 years.  I hope you guys can take something good away from all of them! xoxo




Waves aren’t always your friend. Some are calm of course, and some want to drag you under until you suffocate. When you’re being held under by a wave, you have to fight against the current to catch your breath again. That’s exactly how a “flare up” or “spike” works for me. The breath is my doctor throwing every procedure and medication at me. The fight against the current is me constantly not giving up. But sometimes you can pass out when you reach up for that breath, and that’s where I am. I have a pulse but I need more than just a breath, which is why I’m being hospitalized for a few weeks for treatment. No matter what, I will always believe there’s a purpose for why that wave choose me.


It happened again. The storm came ashore and the calm left beach. Just breathe. I felt the numbness from temple to temple and then my eyes started their episode. It’s okay, I know it will stop eventually. Then the fire shot up out of my brain and the tears started to welt up out of my eyes and I knew. The acid pours slowly down my brain like molten lava. I miss everything. I miss my friends, my plans, the way I looked before I was sick and so much more. I feel like a 90 year old stuck in a 18 year olds body when I’m in a storm. I’m sore everywhere, everything aches. But when I go out I just put on a smile and pretend like it’s another day. I’m glad to be here and I’m glad to be a part of life. Of course everyday is a struggle but I know in time the storm will dissipate and the waves will begin to calm again.


So much can happen to one person in 6 months, for me it’s been a near standstill. Imagine seeing a bad accident on a highway and you’re going zero miles an hour then you start moving again, maybe 5 miles an hour then you stop again and wait hopelessly. In the past 6 months-I can’t tell you how much pain and agony I’ve been through. Im pretty sure I’ve seen death a few times too. I keep telling myself deep breaths it’s okay it will all be over soon it’s just a bad dream. The countless amount of times I have to tell my story and get the same reaction is infinite but it’s okay because maybe in the future, I’ll be helping someone else. Being sick you can achieve the impossible and also have to give up many things. I got into University of Miami and it’s a school a yearn to go to and I know I am just not able to attend no matter what I do. I reached the impossible by getting myself in there because I am not even what they are looking for. It’s all part of the journey I was chosen to take. After six months I just have so many questions. Why do young people get sick? Today, I walked into my new doctors and I was the youngest person there and she had told me that I am here youngest patient receiving treatment.

“Push through” has been an overused phrase in my vocabulary in these 6 months. I push through to have plans with my friends (which I fake like Im not in pain), I push through to run errands and I push through to get out of bed most days. At this point my doctors could have given up on me and shipped me off to an out of state hospital but they believed in me. Optimism is key and it is something Im starting to forget quite often.  What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.

A lesson to myself

Looking back at these posts, I have seen how far I’ve come even though I’m still not in good health. Life could be a lot worse, and a lot of people have it way worse than I do. I believe I should be beyond thankful for each minute I have on this earth because you never know how much time you have here. xoxo

It’s Hard to be Optimistic 24/7

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Nobody can be in an joyous mood all of the time, it just not physically possible. Moods are sort of like a roller coaster. One day you could be the happiest person alive, the next devastated. Somethings can make you lean one way more or less. When your faced with a challenge at first (depending on your personality) you may be really pessimistic or optimistic. It’s easier to get stuck in your ways, and harder to change them. I’m going to tell you what I’ve learned and its not all rainbows and butterflies.

The First Few Months

The first few months of getting sick were the most confusing ones. Nobody knew what was going on and why I was in so much pain. People were asking me all of these questions I couldn’t answer and some of them started to drift away me. Occasionally I felt well enough to have visitors come to my house and it was so great getting to see my friends. Being with people that love you can be some of the best medicine. But, those people usually have a limit.

Fake Friends?!

Yes, you could be thinking “oh that friend would be there for me in a heartbeat” or “they’ll never leave my side no matter what” but guess what lots of people are all talk and no show. When I commit and say to my friend “I will always be there for you” I will. No matter how awful things get in their life, or in our relationship, I’ll be there. But, thats not always a good trait to have. It can result in abuse and manipulation.  Friends that have grown up with me, or gone to school with me have stopped being my friend when I got sick. Yes, that is a very very crappy thing to do, and that’s not how friends work but it can be how people work. In your teen and twenties you tend to be all about yourself and nothing else. I have witnessed people so caught up in theirselves-that they just can’t handle anyone else. The great thing that comes out of this situation is you get to see who is really your friend and who isn’t. AND THAT CAN SUCK. Personally, I believe that loosing your friends can be more painful then the actual illness. When you look back and have so many memories, you think to the present and think “wow, how could this happen? why would this happen?”. And thats really hard, but as time goes on, it gets easier.

I lost touch with most of my friends from grade school after getting sick. When you have less support, it gets harder to heal but YOU get STRONGER as an INDEPENDENT individual. I stopped depending on my friends for help, and starting pushing myself to do most things on my own. In my last post, I suggested outlets of coping and these are all I’ve learned on my own these past 2 or 3 years.

Nobody wants to hear your complaining

At first, anyone will listen to you, After a while, it gets old. People get fed up. I taught myself a concept I like to call “Fake it ’til you make it”. Yes, yes I know I didn’t come up with the phrase, but I did come up with concept. When someone you know (aka a friend, a co-worker, a customer, a boss, a family member) asks how you feel, or what’s going on, tell them the most positive thing and force a smile. If people I know ask me how I am I will tell them I’ve never been better, I feel awesome. Yes, that’s a lie most of the time. Yes, it can be a BIG LIE. And yes, I’m asking you to lie as well. But this is the only lie I’m asking you to do, because it can benefit you more than hurt you. If you’re a positive person, more people will want to be around you. Obviously don’t lie to your doctor because they need to know what’s happening, but lie to your friends and that annoying cousin that will try to compete with you in any situation. I’m not a good actress but fake it ’til you make it has defiantly made me a mediocre one at best. After a while, you won’t have to force that smile and positivity, rather it will come more naturally.

Push Yourself

Stop relying on help and push yourself. Yes, in certain situations it’s not a good idea to push yourself but in some it can benefit you. Learning to push myself to do things while I’m in pain was an extremely hard task and it will never come easy. But, it has benefitted me. I’ll tell you how much it has benefitted me in fact. I went from not being able to function to minimally functioning. 12th grade, I could barely look at a tv without an immense amount of pain. I would sleep all day and all night because it was the only escape from the physical pain I was feeling. Now, even when my face swells up so big I look like a different person, I can write a 12-page analysis for college. Yes, I do have to take medicine and alter certain ways of doing things, but I still can do it. I can do it and not complain, rather impress people.

Pity parties aren’t popular

Nobody wants to hear “I’m so sorry” 24/7. For the sick person, it gets annoying and over used. When you’re chronically ill, you can tell when someone is being genuine and when its forced and its SO annoying. If you’re a person who pity’s people STOP IT-its not a way to get people to like you, rather ask how you can help. Once you learn to do that, your outlook can change so much.

People will mature

As months, and years goes on people will end up feeling bad for ending a friendship over something stupid. If you have a sick friend who always complain, don’t end a friendship because of that. It’s really hard to cope especially when you are in a seclusive repetitive environment with minimal answers. What they go through is normally not a very normal common thing. Try to put yourself in their shoes, even if it gets annoying (don’t pity, just understand). If you’re  the sick person, and a friend never comes back around then clearly they are missing out. I’m someone who fully believes in karma and don’t you worry, one day they maybe in a similar situation and learn their lesson. The important thing in life is DON’T HOLD GRUDGES, you’re seriously just wasting your life if you do that.


The whole point of this article was convey this message of being able to let go and adapt. After all, that’s all you can do in most challenges. If you do this, then you will find the results very rewarding.




Finding Your Niche in an Isolating Situation

FullSizeRender 2When thinking of a next article, I really wanted to think of a topic to apply to anyone’s life situation. Whether your home sick from school with a virus, in a bad place in life, or chronically ill like me, there’s still so much you can do to find a safe haven for yourself. Finding a hobby or just an activity you like to do can improve your mood by so much. For me, my hobby or activity or whatever you want to call it, is improving my quality of life with a healthy life style and also doing my make-up.

I know when people are in a bad place or aren’t feeling well, they can be stubborn and bitter. If you truly want to pull yourself out of a bad place than you’re going to have to work for it, it won’t be handed to you. Here are a few ideas to help you get started:

1. Eat Better, & move more (even when you’re in pain)

Before things got bad again for me, I had a goal to get into better shape. In order to do that, I changed the way I ate and the amount of activity I did in many different ways. 2 years later, I have almost lost over 50 lbs. There are really simply ways to lead a healthier life style. For example: cut down your carb and sugar intake, limit yourself to one sweet a day, add more fruit and veggies into your diet, and skip the elevator-instead take the stairs. This year, almost everyday I took the stairs to my dorm whether I had a cold, a flare or was tired. Once you start getting into the habit, you will see it will become easier for you. Even just making a deal with yourself to walk 5 minutes a day and slowly building up will help you out and the results are truly rewarding.

2. Find an outlet to express how you’re feeling

There are many different ways of doing this. You could do it through art (if you’re artistic unlike me), playing music, dancing, blogging, starting different social media accounts (twitter, instagram, etsy, youtube etc.) If you cannot relate to any of those, then something as simple as talking to someone you confide in weekly or nightly can help as well.

3. Distractions, Distractions, Distractions are key.

If you sit on your couch or lay in your bed doing nothing, your mind tends to run all over the place. You can dwell on what you’re missing out on, think about your uncertain future and become super depressed. Try starting a series on Netflix or finding a show you really like thats on most days (i.e. The Ellen Show-still on the bucket list for me to attend).

4. Plan Something to Look Forward to.

This could be as simple as going to lunch with a friend or seeing a new movie when it comes out. You could make it as big as inviting a bunch of people over for dinner or throwing a party.

5. Don’t Isolate Yourself

If you’re friends want to see you or invite you to do something try your best to go! If you can’t, then invite them over or facetime with them and catch up on life. Also, if you have friends who live far away shoot them a quick text letting them know you that you miss them.

6. Do things that make you feel better

This is my personal favorite. When I don’t feel well, I LOOOVEE doing my make up. If  you can’t feel well on the inside, why not make yourself look your best on the outside! If you’re not a huge makeup fan, try going out to your favorite store and treating yourself to a nice outfit or book. If you’re a girl: going to get a massage, or a mani pedi always can be the fix. If you’re a simple person: taking a walk on a sunny day or laying in the sun can be great too.

7. Set Goals for Yourself

If you want to clean out your closet, or clean your house set mini goals for your good days (i.e. clean out drawer, clean out closet) You never know what you could find! If you want to read a new book set a goal to start and finish it by. If you’re interested in learning, take some online classes, it will keep you busy!

8. There are still ways to make money from home

If you are unemployed and are looking for some money there are plenty of different things you can do. Go through your clothes, and sell them on the app Poshmark , last summer I made over $200 selling clothes I didn’t wear anymore! Open an Etsy store to make or sell art and so much more.

Whatever you do, don’t lay in your bed feeling sorry for yourself. There are many different things you can still do from your home or even your bed! Keep yourself busy & determined to get better!

Lastly, I just wanted to thank everyone for their love and comments on my first blog post. Each comment truly made my life so much better when I’m constantly surrounded by negativity.

Get out there and be YOU!