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So a few years ago I went to my university campus clinic for a pap test. I had only had one before so I didn't have much to compare it to. The doctor (male) did the vaginal exam and used the plastic tong thing.. all normal stuff.
But then without warning he put one finger up my vagina and another up my anus. He then said he was just checking my uterine wall and kind of pressed around with both fingers. It was really uncomfortable, and since then I've had two other pap tests and never had a doctor do this. Is this normal? I left feeling really strange about the situation, as he didn't give me warning until his fingers were up there... Maybe I'm overreacting, but I'd like to hear others thoughts as it's been something that's popped up in my mind a few times since.
Like the title says, my boyfriend and I are planning on going to Cuba next month. We'll be leaving from Ottawa.
We'd like an all inclusive resort, under $1100 each. Most important is a nice beach, semi-decent food and just a relaxing resort where people are friendly and there is some good entertainment. It would be great to find somewhere that doesn't have too many kids, but with our budget we're probably not looking at adult-only.
Any recommendations would be great!
Need Advice
We had a super emotional conversation last night and I've been balled up crying ever since. It feels like the end and I'm just so frustrated, lonely and sad that I've put so much effort into this and don't feel like it's being reciprocated. I apologize for the long post already.
Anyways, we've been together 1 year, 8 months now. We started dating while living in the same city. After I finished school we started talking about the future and realized we both wanted to move out west (where I'm originally from). We decided on a city - about 5 hours away from where I grew up. Not to sound sappy, but we talked about a house, having kids, how this city was perfect for our lifestyle and everything.
I was first to get a job and moved away to 'set up base'. We thought this would make sense and figured it wouldn't take him long to get a job soon after. I'm just starting my career so I'm up for anything and took the first job I could get. He is more experienced and his job is specialized, so he can't really just move for something minimum wage and hope for the best.
It's now been 7 months of being long distance and he hasn't got a job yet. We've only seen each other once for a few days because money is an issue. We were both so optimistic to begin with, but now if feels like he isn't putting much effort into saving money, applying to positions right away etc. My parents actually gave him airmiles to come out here to visit me. He says he misses me and can't stand this either, but at the same time is really distant a lot of the time. We can go for days without texting or talking, and it is always me that initiates the conversation because I get scared that he's not okay.
Lately it has been really tough. I just want him to drop everything for us to be together, which I know is selfish. He says he still won't move out here until he has a job and that he's sacrificing everything to be here. It makes me feel a bit worthless as I took the leap to do this too. It's not like he's alone in this. I'm alone out here, in a job that doesn't pay well because I want to start our life together, like our plan was.
I'm extremely anxious that I've taken this big step in moving to a city where I still don't have many friends and am feeling super lonely. At what point is it too much?
Last night he said we need to seriously discuss a plan B... If he hasn't got a job in x/amount of months, what should we do? I feel that is just another way to say he wants to break up. He said it's not fair for either of us to go through this. Well we both signed up for this! If he wants to basically set a date to breakup if he still hasn't gotten a job, then it really does not feel like he's serious in spending our lives together. If he was, would he not be doing everything he could to help make it happen?
I'm just so confused. I love him so much but something doesn't feel right.
I've been going through the same flakiness/dryness this time of year. I find making sure to moisturize not just at morning, but at night too helps. Using a heavier moisturizer at night or using vaseline can work to help lock in moisture overnight.
Also, cleansing with microfiber cloths can help to gently exfoliate the flakiness away. I do this every morning.
I just started a new routine one week ago to combat my breakouts and some cystic acne (all around my chin/jaw line). Benzoyl peroxide has made my skin super flaky and dry! I live in a really dry, cold area of Canada and that definitely does not help.
I'm finding it so hard to apply makeup and cover my pimples and redness with all this flakiness. It's almost worse than just having bad acne, to see foundation be all cakey and flaking off during the day! Not to mention I work in an office, and really don't want to look 14 years old around my coworkers.
I would love to hear any recommendations on how to fix the dryness and flakiness in the most gentle way possible. As my routine is new, I'm scared to add more products, but was thinking even a Konjac sponge in the morning may help? I would love to see improvement in two weeks when my bf visits...
Here's my routine:
AM
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Spectro Jel for blemish prone skin
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Cerave PM
PM
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Aveeno Positively Radiant Make Up Removing Cleanser
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Spectro Jel for blemish prone skin
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2.5 benzoyl peroxide lotion (some generic brand)
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Cerave PM
I know this is a common problem, but would love to hear any quick, gentle suggestions for this early on in a routine! Thanks!
My mom is the worst for this. She has never had breakouts, and just uses water to cleanse and slops on any moisturizer within arms reach. She never used sunscreen growing up, and has beautiful skin that doesn't burn in the sun. She is almost 65, but looks about 50... I wish I inherited her genes, but unfortunately I got my dad's acne covered, oily, red skin.
I was on Lolo for 3 months. The good thing is that Lolo didn't give me any bad emotional side effects/anxiety, like other pills have. My acne came back a bit, but I'd take that over not feeling like myself any day.
The bad, is that I was one of the ones who didn't get a period at all during those 3 months, no breakthrough bleeding, nothing. While I know the chances of being pregnant are slim on the pill, I was constantly worried and taking a couples tests each month.
Other women are completely different on this pill, but I've learned that the super 'Lo' pills are not for me.
I took Diane 35 for four years (with a couple breaks) and found it was the only birth control to help my hormonal acne without major side effects. It's controversial but worked for me. Everyone is different - took tricyclen lo this past year and became super moody and anxious. So back on Diane 35 I go!
I'm 23 and have lived on my own for years. But when I visit home for a couple weeks, my mom will micromanage my entire time there - who i should and shouldn't see, how far I should drive, what to eat etc. I love her but it's my sheltered teenage years all over again and the reason I like living hours away.
I took it for one year. It was fine in the beginning but I noticed my mood and emotions became all over the place around month 3. I pushed it under the rug as being from stress/school, but only after stopping OTC did I confirm it was this pill.
Otherwise my periods were fine and no pregnancies. But personally would never take it again.
Yes after the third month I stopped taking it - I realized I need my period each month for peace of mind :P
I'm not sure what I'll be switching to, maybe a copper IUD since other pills I've tried really mess with my body. Still waiting for my period to come back though, and I've been off LOLO for a month now...
A bit late to comment here but, are you in Canada? I was prescribed Lolo in July - the doctor said it was new to the Canadian market. I'm pretty sure it's the same as Lo-loestrin.
Anyways I only took it for three months. It should give you a light, two day period each month. But unfortunately I never got my period on it at all (no breakthrough bleeding, nothing for the 3 months I was on it). The anxiety of potentially being pregnant was ridiculous, not to mention spending extra $$ each month for pregnancy tests (all negative thank goodness).
Pros: No weight gain, less moody and emotional than previous brands, Higher libido
Cons: No period for me at all, worries of being pregnant each month
To start off, I am 23 years old. I have a two year diploma in marketing management and I am one course away from finishing my Bachelor's degree in communications. I am organized, creative and a perfectionist. Those qualities combined with the glamorous side of this field lured me to thinking this would be a great path. I had energy and enthusiasm straight out of high school, but now after studying these subjects for so long and gaining some experience in the field, I feel burnt out and have lost all motivation to continue in this path.
I don't care about social media and advertising in the way that I used to, in fact I find it all a bit off-putting. I can't see myself working in a stressful, office based environment anymore. Having done an internship in an ad agency and worked in experiential marketing, I can see how my personality does not work well in this field - despite convincing myself otherwise. I care so much about how others view me, that in a work setting I will always do a good job and push through to be successful. But deep down I am noticing more and more that I am not happy.
Do any of you work in marketing or communications? Did you start in this field and then find yourself moving towards something else?
Any advice/stories are appreciated..
My friend and I would put all her girl barbies in their barbie jeep and then proceed to launch them off the couch pretending it was a bridge. As they started to drown the boy barbies would selectively save a couple girls and drive away singing "when the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie, that's amore".
We were six. And this happened every time I went to her house.
