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This is just a quick response to a post I saw that basically shamed other people for how they choose to deal with their mental health.
For those who have lived with depression for really any length of time, (because severity is not based on how long since you've been diagnosed), you ought to know how difficult it is somedays to function properly.
To get out of bed. To eat something other than almonds and a glass of water, if you eat anything at all. How hard it is to put a smile on your face when your mind is screaming at you.
So this one goes out to the girl who wrote an article explaining to the world that going to the gym helps with depression and the rest of us should really start going, too.
I initially saw your article spread over my Facebook page, which wasn't new or surprising. The headline caught my attention and I thought that maybe it was meant to catch an eye and the article wasn't actually about how the rest of us are inferior. I read it, I liked it, I just have an issue with it...and apparently, so do the several comments under your article.
I appreciate that this thing works for you, and I'm glad that you've found the thing that makes you feel better but I would appreciate if you didn't write it as if it were the Holy Grail and the rest of us are wrong.
Because yes, some days when things get especially hard, running or walking or doing SOMETHING helps a lot. But most of the time it's that curl up in bed in the same clothes you've been wearing for three days and tell yourself you should really shower but taking that shower would take all the energy you have left in you.
My preference for managing my depression isn't the gym. It's doing art. Creating and building things to get my thoughts out without having to spend all my energy. Trust me, I enjoy that post-workout energy boost as much as the next person, but when getting dressed is hard enough it's not the best option.
I'm the person that you won't hear from for days on end because I'm trapped in my head. I'm the person that finds it hard to leave the bed/apartment because that means I have to interact with people and pretend my own mind isn't tearing me apart. I find it hard enough to function with my depression and anxiety and personally, the gym isn't going to help.
I don't deserve to be shamed for that. Each person deals with their mental health differently. Some people go to the gym, some do art, some color their hair and get piercings, some watch Netflix. We'll figure out what works for us, but don't shame us because of what works for you.
What came first: The chicken or the egg?
While most questions have factual answers, there are a few questions that continue to boggle our minds. The ambiguity of these questions continues to leave society torn on what the correct answer truly is. Chances are you have run into quite a few of these questions, all of which probably have created some interesting and philosophical conversations. Here are 7 of the most highly debated questions.
1. Is water wet?
Some consider the property of "wetness" to be based on the chemistry of water molecules, which are in fact surrounded by other water molecules. But, others argue that the sensation of being wet can be attained by the act of pouring water on someone or something.
2. Is a hot dog a sandwich?
Hot Dog GIF by Jared D. WeissGiphy
A sandwich can be considered two slices of bread with anything in between. But, hot dogs are different in that the slices of bread are not completely separated. While the National Hot Dog and Sausage Council released a statement in 2015 saying that a hot dog was in fact "not a sandwich", the question still remains.
3. Does a straw have two holes or one?
This question is based on the elementary idea of what a hole truly is. Can a hole have two openings or one? Google defines a hole as a "hollow place in a solid body". A doughnut is considered to have one hole, yet so is a hole in the ground. You decide.
4. Is cereal considered soup?
There are all kinds of soups: hot, cold, sweet, and savory. Soups are broths that are eaten with spoons. Cereal is typically defined as a sweet breakfast food poured in some type of liquid (usually milk) and eaten with a spoon. So, is cereal a soup?
5. Is a thumb a finger?
C'mon people. This one is not that hard. We have five fingers on our hand and the thumb is considered one of them.
6. If you are at a restaurant and your waiter doesn't come back, are you the waiter?
Fail Music Video GIF by FOURCEGiphy
7. Last but not least, which came first — the chicken or the egg?
The age-old question everyone is still trying to answer. Some theorists argue that two chicken-like animals laid an egg that hatched a chicken. But, studies have shown that a particular protein required for chicken eggshell formation is only found in chicken ovaries. Thus, was an initial chicken required to lay a chicken egg? Who knows. We're all confused.
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18 objectives that need to be won before I can be tried as an adult.
Even though my birthday is in June, I'm getting proactive. I am not the most organized person when it comes to getting stuff done so, writing everything down now will hopefully help me stay on task. Now, these may be beyond my 17-year-old grasp , but that doesn't mean a boy can't dream.
Graduate in the top 20 of my class.
I've always been a good student. I take all Honors/AP classes, but I have never been good with prioritizing my time when it comes to putting in maximum effort. So even though this may be a little far of a reach, I'm still going to try my best.
Get accepted into the WVU Reed College of Media.
Since I've started high school, I've developed a strong passion for journalism. I am involved with my school's broadcast journalism program and I love writing and photography. So whether it be broadcast or print, I want to be involved.
Land a spot in the trumpet section at WVU.
Getting to march in the Pride of West Virginia is one of the activities I am most excited about when thinking about college. I have played the trumpet for 8 years and since I won't be going into the music field, I still want to keep that part of my life alive.
Win Homecoming King.
OK. When I say I want to win, I don't mean "Ahhh I'm sooo popular I deserve to win King." I mean it would be pretty rad to win Homecoming King just so I can say "Hey. I guess people actually think I'm cool!" So, all of my JM peeps reading this... You better put my name down as one of the three choices for King!
Participate in the Fall Play & Spring Musical.
I've been a member of Monarch Company, our school theater group, since my 8th-grade year. If I end up getting cast in both of these productions, I will be the only senior to graduate with 9 shows under my belt.
Obtain a CTE Certificate in Broadcasting Communications.
Since last year, I have been a part of WJMH Media, the news outlet at my school. Now that I am a senior who has completed the junior course and will complete this year's course, this means I will be eligible to receive certification in that field right out of high school.
Pass my AP Tests.
I will admit... I am really terrible at studying. Last year, I took 3 AP courses and ended up only taking the AP Literature exam. Let's just say it didn't go 2 well... (HAHA get it? 2! Because I got a 2! Nevermind...)
Improve my photography skills.
I took a photography class my sophomore year and I fell in love with photography ever since. I mainly take pictures of just pretty plants, my friends, and clouds. I would consider myself an intermediate photographer, but in no way am I near professional! There's always room for improvement and especially with the field of work I want to go into.
Form an organization method that works for me.
I am nowhere in the least bit organized. Am I a semi-neat person? Yes. Do I always meet deadline when it comes to completing a certain task? No. In fact, if you read my article about procrastination--wink wink--you should already know this.
Make great memories with my best friends.
I know that we already have our favorite moments, but since we are all going to college this year, we should cherish those memories while they last. The day will come when we will have to go our separate ways, so I want to live in the moment with them and make the best of what time we have left.
Make someone feel special.
I don't care who it is, a random person at school or a special someone. I want to make sure that someone knows I appreciate them. They may already know it without me saying it, but I want to let someone know what they truly mean to me.
Let my creativity out into my daily life.
This might sound confusing coming from someone who loves photography, music, and theater but what I actually mean is to find my own way to incorporate it all into one day. Letting myself doodle on pages of notes and not feel like they've ruined the page, not care about a small mistake in the music that I am trying to play, and letting my personality shine through my character on stage.
Besides writing for Odyssey, I want to write more in my free time. Keep a journal to keep track of my thoughts, weird dreams, goals. Whatever I can think of I want to put it on paper.
I liked filmmaking a lot when I was younger, and I have kind of let that part of me go in the past few years. I want to brush up on my skills just as a hobby. It's something that I've always found joy in doing and I don't want to give up on it.
Paint more often.
I always start painting and then stop halfway through to take a break and then end up never finishing them. I have at least 3 unfinished canvases and some other projects sitting in my dining room as you're reading this.
Move out of my room.
So my little brother Matthew and I have been roommates for going on about 13 years now and I feel like I should at least get the chance to have my own room since I won't get to experience it in college.
Not care what others think about me as much.
I've always had pretty thick skin, but everyone feels self-conscious at some point regardless of how much confidence they have in themselves. I want to get to a point to where I'm surrounded by people who mutually support one another and respect that everyone is different.
Make sure I don't get caught up in meaningless high school drama.
On the rare chance do I ever actually get involved with drama at my age which may be a surprise to most adults. I've never appreciated how close-minded and childish some people are in high school and I hope I won't be involved in anymore.
Finish this article.
It is now time for me to go to bed. I hope you enjoyed the writing this week and congrats on making it this far down my train of thought!
If it doesn't take you a full hour, you're doing it wrong.
Everyone from California to Maine says goodbye, but only us Center State people truly know that goodbye means nothing unless it's a true Midwestern adios. Whether its Thanksgiving at Grandma's house or just a chit chat with a long time friend, goodbye's are a special tradition here and they require several sections to properly portray your exit.
So, folks, without further ado, here are the nine stages of the true Midwestern Goodbye.
1. The "welp"Giphy
The beginning of every good ol' Midwestern goodbye starts with the stand and welp. This means you know you have to leave, but you're not getting out of there anytime soon. The welp only functions as a signal for others that you must begin the process of leaving.
2. The hugsGiphy
The next step in saying goodbye is the hugs. Everyone gets one, be it grandma, grandpa, your weird uncle, all the babies, even the dog gets a goodbye hug. This is by far the lengthy step, because a Midwestern hug is a whole different breed of long drawn out hug.
3. The walk to the doorGiphy
Once everyone has gotten a goodbye squeeze, the walk begins. Every Midwesterner knows that no matter how many steps away the door is, it will take no less than 20 minutes to get there during the stages of a goodbye. You have to talk about how good the food was or when you plan to see each other next, no matter the subject, the walk to the door always takes a hot minute.
4. The doorway chatGiphy
Getting to the door is hard, but don't even get me started on the mid-doorway chat. This conversation has literally nothing to do with anything and most of the time involves a lot of belly laughs. This conversation can range anywhere from five minutes to 45 minutes. We really hope you went to the bathroom before you tried to leave because if not, you start the goodbye process from square one all over again.
5. The "we really should be going"Giphy
This simple statement signals that you must end the doorway conversation and begin the descent to the car.
6. The second round of hugsGiphy
Once the first hour has elapsed and the sun is setting, the second round of hugs begins. This time, there is less talking but significantly more back patting and side swaying. This time, the goal is solely to get out the door and you really have your eye on the prize... the doorknob.
7. The hand on the doorknobGiphy
Almost there, the knob is in hand, BUT WAIT, there's another conversation to go still, you can't leave until someone says "goodbye" in a weird voice and sparks more laughter or your dad and uncle starting doing that thing where they quote movies until they laugh so hard they cry. At this point, at least an hour has passed and you've moved 10 feet.
8. The slow open conversationSeason 6 GIF by Paramount+Giphy
As you make your way down to the driveway, there is yet another conversation about whatever may arise. Who knows what time it is at this point, all you know is that it's been at least long enough to digest the huge Midwestern meal you just ate, and it's time for a snack.
9. The window waveGiphy
Once you've FINALLY made it out of the house and into your car, you can fully expect that Midwestern hospitality window wave as you pull away. The only correct response to your grandma's porch light flickering wave is a series of honks to let them know that you truly care about the traditional goodbye.
The clearest of messages are the ones hidden in broad daylight.
I never loved classic, psychedelic rock. Whenever I heard the likes of The Doors, Pink Floyd or AC/DC, I rarely found myself connecting with the lyrics. Vis-à-vis the image of a confused teenager trying to figure out what the hell the artist smoked before putting pen-to-paper, I grappled with this confusion every time I hit the “play” button. After many years holding steadfast onto this belief, the classic 180 occurred.
My own disenchantment with the singers and songwriters of present left me following the definition of insanity; I sought out the classics yet again, expecting a different result. From The Eagles to W.A.S.P, my preconceived views held firm. From Bob Dylan’s “Highway 61 Revisited” to Led Zepplin’s “Stairway to Heaven,” my mind failed to uncover any meaning behind a patchwork of random verses. After rediscovering the 27 Club poster child herself, Janis Joplin, the smallest of tracks drew me in.
"Mercedes Benz" commences with a sweeping statement of its political relevance – followed by an eye roll -- and continues on a cappella. Without hesitation, Janis belts out a tune leaving me inebriated. I’m absorbed by the acidity of her voice; it permeates the air and elucidates the power of her words. Janis Joplin, the notorious drug addict and rebel of her time, made a war cry out of whims.
Raised in small town America, Janis Joplin found herself an outcast amongst her peers. In a piece titled “She Dares to be Different,” written by the campus newspaper of UT Austin – her alma mater – the author characterized a woman with an ere of freedom. She walked around barefoot with an autoharp in tow, embraced the misfits amongst them all, and outwardly expressed her disinterest with the rigidity of society at the time. In her own way, she embodied a heroine in a sea of grim prospects for women.
After a failed move to Haight-Ashbury, San Francisco, Janis returned to the backward town of her youth. Losing the levis and donning a beehive, she attempted to repress her own individuality for the sake of fitting in. This experiment failed, and she became the timeless icon known today. However, being such an unlikely figure to peg for assimilation, my mind reverted back to the seemingly straightforward verses of "Mercedes Benz." Soaking in her calls to God, an unlikely attempt to fulfill her consumerist wishes, I began to concentrate on the time period surrounding that 1 minute and 49-second track. Is this a call to shame those trying to fill their emptiness with goods, or analogous to how Janis herself filled the emptiness of her own existence with nice cars and “a night on the town?” Frankly, the answer to that died with her.
From the chords of "Mercedes Benz" to the tragedy of Janis, I never expected to feel any oneness with her. Regarding the imminent threats looming before us women today, I cannot help but wonder if Janis and the war cries of her lyrics emulate the never ending struggle of defining womanhood. Standing between an administration of firsts, to the inevitability of digression, will the women of today be forced to ditch their levis and pray to God for fulfillment? Will the right to individuality we fought so hard for die in the face of primordial thought? Once again, the answer to that remains unknown.
Whether a heroine, a tragedy, or both, the woman behind the lyrics put forth a legend that supersedes her. She stands amongst innumerable male icons of her time and held firm when women ultimately found themselves fighting for a workplace not involving a stovetop or rattle. Yet even the strongest of resolves find themselves under the shadow of doubt. Standing precariously on the eve of a new ruling power, my only desire lies in not allowing the hollowness and superficiality expressed in "Mercedes Benz" to define the life of women once again.
1. Brittany Morgan,National Writer's Society
2. Radhi,SUNY Stony Brook
3. Kristen Haddox, Penn State University
4. Jennifer Kustanovich, SUNY Stony Brook
5. Clare Regelbrugge, University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign