We Can all Use a Break Sometimes… and That’s Okay, Too!

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The past couple of months, my world has been somewhat isolating as I have worked diligently on achieving life goals, moving way too quickly to even stop and celebrate the small accomplishments.

I have worked on my memoir, beginning with the pre-order process, marketing, and trying to get the attention of eye manufactures regarding my (Your Sunglasses Selfie Project) also known as the, #eye4acure campaign.  All of this while also being a full-time graduate student in Clinical Mental Health Counseling, a good friend, a sister, a daughter, an aunt, a doggy mommy, and a good role model–––Yikes!

But let’s face it, my constant need to get everything done—to be productive, successful, and “make the world a better place”—has made me feel less of a superwoman and more like a cripple, as I feel I am running on empty.

I can go faster than a furious tornado all I want, but eventually my mind and body will let me know that I may have had about enough.

It’s time I check in with my mental health and slow down because that’s as important as my physical health at this point.

It’s time perhaps, to “stop and smell the roses,” which is easier said than done. I know…

I have to remind myself that it’s okay to take a break and make time for the things and people I love the most.  Like these things:

  • Meditate
  • Go on hikes
  • Exercise
  • Spend time with family, friends, and my two-four legged friend (Lucky and Happy)
  • Treat myself to a nice meal or glass of wine (or two) shhhh….
  • Disconnect from social media
  • And indulge on my espresso habit

The most important thing on this planet is to make sure we do not get pulled by lives fast pace momentum and allow ourselves to enjoy our journey as much as we can.

I would love to hear what you like to do for fun or while taking a quick break?

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Remember–––step back and take a break! And most importantly––remember to, “STOP AND SMELL THE ROSES.”

Tomorrow is a new day, to start over and start fresh.

Just breathe.

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Happy Holidays from:

Embracing Your Differences

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Does Telling Your Story, Come With a Price?

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Last night, I felt this funny feeling inside my stomach as I was staring at my computer screen.  Then it finally hit me, and with a blink of an eye, it all made sense.  The moment I have been waiting for is slowly approaching: the launching of my Memoir.

I thought I had planned for everything.  But this confusion of mixed emotions washed over me, filling me with doubt, increasing my uncertainties, and raising many questions.  Will people enjoy the book? Will they judge me? Will they even buy it?

I have told my story before, but putting it into writing for the rest of the world to see terrifies me. I give talks and I write these blogs, but being open as a book (no pun intended… or maybe it is) was something I didn’t prepare myself for enough.

And maybe I was avoiding this exact moment.  But this week when I started looking into book designers, photo shoots, and finding the perfect title… all of that made me realize that this book launch is finally going to happen.  It felt like a wake-up call to reality.

I’m trying to plan the perfect wedding for my book (or at least, that’s how it feels).  In the end, I want this book to look as pretty as any bride would want to look and feel on their special day (cliché, I know…).

And I know you may be scratching your head thinking, “it’s just a book.”   Well, for me–– it’s my story.

Rome sure wasn’t built in a day and neither was my memoir.

Some days it was about re-living some of my darkest places––over and over. I laughed and I cried. I felt angry, upset, guilt, and on my worst days, shame.

I read the script a million times to make sure it was a good enough balance between funny and real.

So now, the moment I have been waiting for is near.  But there still many moments when I am taken over by my negative self-talk and anxiety over what people will make out of my story.

To be sure, no one ever forced me to write a book about my life.  I wanted to do it; in fact, I had to do it.  So many people have helped me throughout my path and I wanted to pay it forward and help or inspire someone else.

Let’s face it, stigma, that’s the one big reason I am going to tell my story.  The book will discuss how I conquered blindness, depression, and anxiety.

My story isn’t written to be compared to someone else’s.  We all have a story and I am choosing to tell mine not because it’s more important but because this is my experience and my journey, only.

The book is for me, for the people I love, and for you, the readers.  For some of you, it will offer consolation.  Others will realize after reading this that they are not crazy.  The book is not meant to hurt or undermine anyone who shaped who I am.  This will be my experience and my experience only.  I don’t have anything to apologize for.

Be kind, be educated, open-minded and have an open heart and get excited to pre-order a copy of this incredible memoir by the end of the year. Please check out my website to stay tuned and find out when you can order your copy.

Take this journey with me.

And as far as those who will be quick to judge? Well, at the end, it will be the ones that stick by my side that will matter the most. My mother, my friends, and my two four legged friends, I love dearly.

Let’s face it, “The only disability in life is a bad attitude.”

–Mariagrazia Buttitta

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Will You Be Productive This Summer?

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As I began counting down my last week of finals as a graduate student, I only had one thing in mind: SUMMERTIME!  High temperatures, outdoor activities, beach, and the good times with family, friends, and my two-four legged friends. All these thoughts had me feeling excited and hopeful for the summer. But soon enough my exhilaration sort of wormed off, and here is why.

As someone who constantly needs structure and plenty to do, the idea of summer has raised some concerns and a bit of anxiety. What will I do with all my free time? How can I still be productive?

Below is my top 10 list of things I plan on doing this summer. And if you are someone like me who needs to stay busy all the time, feel free to try some of these things for yourself…or I will challenge you to create your own list.

  1. I will enjoy the outdoors

We may have all heard the benefit of vitamin D from the sun, so I will make sure to enjoy the outdoors as much as possible. Some things on my list: hiking, long walks at the park, bike riding, playing outdoors with my two four-legged friends, and plenty of beach days!

I have my sunscreen, hat, and shades ready!

  1. My mental health is as important as my physical health

Just as I schedule an appointment once a year to get a physical check-up, it’s important I give my mental health a check-up too!

Meditation really helps me. Here are some benefits of mindfulness meditation.

  1. Writing

There are so many benefits of writing. I am not talking about writing up your bills or doing paperwork or academic papers either. I am talking about free style writing. Try blogging, keeping a journal and tracking your mood. Don’t worry about being perfect.

I particularly enjoy writing, so I am excited to spend some time using my creativity this summer. I know it gets difficult for me to find leisure time to write anything I want during my regular academic year.

First thing in the morning, I like to open a blank Microsoft word document and type for a couple of minutes… anything that comes through my mind.

  1. Reading

I enjoy reading some non-fiction pieces and some self motivating books.

Again, during the semester I usually read books related to my graduate work, so it will be nice to sit back and enjoy a good book for leisure.

A strawberry daiquiri, a rocking chair in my backyard while listening to the beauty of nature and reading a nice book.

  1. Play an instrument

I wouldn’t call myself a Mozart, but piano has always been an interesting instrument. Since I know the positive benefits of playing an instrument, I’ll be sure to get my fingers back on the piano.

  1. Spend quality time with those you love

For me––it’s going to be with my family, friends, and my four-legged friends. I plan on enjoying some picnics, BQQ’s, and indulge in some Ice Coffee’s.

  1. Exercise

There are many mental and physical benefits from exercising. Some researchers revealed that exercising can have the same benefits as an anti-depressant.

Music always helps me moving.

  1. Organize closets and do some cleaning up

I don’t know about you, but my closets and room could use some re-organization. I plan on spending some time doing that and also cleaning up my social media.

  1. Give back

Whether it is through volunteer work or being kind––studies have shown the benefits in giving.

Read more.

  1. Enjoy your summer for what it will be

And before I know it, fall semester will be around the corner! So may I enjoy my summer as it is––with no regrets and lots of good laughs and memories to look back to. My hope for you will be the same!

Please don’t forget to follow my blogs and if you want to write a blog, e-mail: embracingdifferences01@gmail.com

And for now–––HAPPY SUMMER!

-Mariagrazia Buttitta

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A Sneak Peek Into My Transgender Life, by: DJ Scheibe

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Guest Blogger: DJ, Scheibe.

I was creating a life in a town that I regarded as my hometown––even though it was a 45 minute drive from where I slept. I even knew where to park for free. That morning when I woke, I hoped to have more events to attend where I could wear a formal dress. Lucky for me, that wish was granted. I had a dance at the Community College where I currently work. This event was hosted by their LGBT alliance. I always got a warm feeling when I attended in the past, and also, everyone there could be themselves. This time around, I wanted my hair to have a formal look to match my dress.

Without wasting more time––I drove off to a salon. This was the first time going to this privately own salon recommended by my local friends, they said this was a friendly welcoming place. As soon as I arrived, the owner began styling my hair, I felt a bit nervous, but the salon’s staff was very welcoming. My last hair cut was done four-years-ago. Therefore, I was worried my hair would have to be cut shorter due to damage. Luckily, she said my hair wasn’t as bad as I feared, and this time, I only needed a trim. She asked if I had any style in mind, I said, I wanted something different. Glancing over the wall size mirror in front of me––we decided on a look. Minutes later, my hair had curls and volume perfectly held up by hairspray and pins. I then put on my dress and the rest of my outfit in the back room. The dress was black with pink flower patterns. I left the salon with a boost of confidence loving my hair and dress; it made me feel beautiful.

I arrived to the dance party earlier to help with decorations and see if they needed a hand to set up. As I entered the dance hall; my friends saw me in my new dress and hairstyle–––they started clapping. I was overwhelmed and flattered. I thanked them for their kindness and love. That night, I too, could be myself. I was surrounded by a wonderful, loving, and welcoming group of people. I didn’t have to worry about my safety or being judged. That night was beautiful––filled with friends, music, and food.

The dance was fun. I loved being able to dance with my friends in my 5 inch heels. Not to brag, well maybe, a little––I looked stunning.

The only thorn that night for me was being single, especially, during slow songs; however that night was different. My other single friends found out that an astronomy night, open for the public, was also happening that night.  About six of us went. As we waited for our turn we found others from the dance party waiting too. I did not have any bad vibes from the astronomers running the event or from the general public also in line. We finally got our turn to use the telescope, and we looked at the moon’s cratered surface and a twin-star system. That was a fabulous way to end the night.

This amazing fairy-tale was interrupted by a cruel reality. I needed to take off my dress and wash my hair. I removed the hair pins, and then, I had my old look back. I wished more of my hair style could have made it through the shampoo. The following Monday I went back to work; dressing simply, dressing in my birth gender.

I am glad I was able to make such happy memories.

Learn more about the Transgender terms.

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About DJ Scheibe:

DJ Scheibe: works as a professional math and physics tutor. They live in the NY, NJ borderlands. They officially volunteer their free time at different LGBT events; from participating in education outreach programs to just lending a hand.

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Age is just a “Number”

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I was 13 years old when I obsessively fantasized over the days called the “future.”

According to my imaginary crystal ball, 28 would be the year filled with surprises: love, marriage, children, home, and a steady job.

But instead, here I am today, a few weeks away from turning 28. And I ask myself where I’ve gone wrong.

What was supposed to be a happily ever after ending may have turned into a disaster. One I was not ready for.

  • Diagnosed with an eye disorder called, Cone Dystrophy.
  • Single
  • And still in Graduate school.

And even when I try to not think about it for too long, social media reminds me that my biological clock may be ticking.  Newsfeeds are filled with marriage proposals and pregnancies.

All which has led me to feel insane––about to have my third panic attack thus far.  “Now or never” thinking has been my worst enemy.

I am not happy with life, not because I am not married or because I don’t have the dream job.  I am unhappy because it took me years to realize that life doesn’t come with planners and things happen naturally––no matter what age.

The minute I stop associating age with events, I’ll start living life the way I should have always lived it––one day at a time.

And this year I only wish to spend my birthday with family, friends, and my (two) four-legged friends.

I’ll treat myself to a couple of Martini’s, blow my candles, and accept 28 as it is. Maybe I’ll never completely understand life, but one thing I know, I’m done putting a number on things––you bet I am.

“Attitude is the true measurement of age.”

~Mariagrazia Buttitta

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How Writing Changed My Life 4 the Better

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I was five years old when my determined self decided to go on an adventure: I took a tall chair and jumped up to see if my hand could reach the journal and pen my Mother always kept in the upper shelf of our kitchen.

At that age, my writing didn’t make much sense, but soon it became a daily habit and a friend that I could rely on forever.

Since then, writing has been an essential part of my life. When life becomes challenging, writing allows me to cope with and process any mixed emotion.

Soon, however, I would have the opportunity to share my story and writing with others.

Approximately three years ago, I was in front of my computer when I saw a Facebook page that caught the corner of my blurry vision. It was entitled, “The Gospel According to Josh” By Josh Rivedal.

My curious self decided to scroll down and see what this page was all about.

I noticed a post titled, “The I’Mpossible Project.” In his post, Josh was seeking ordinary people to write their own inspirational stories of overcoming obstacles in life. I knew I had overcome a great deal in my own life, so I took the opportunity as it came…without even thinking about it from a publishing perspective but rather as a way to share how I overcome my own obstacles.

Being diagnosed with an eye disorder, Cone Dystorphy, had also blinded me from seeing beyond my limitations, and I soon slipped into my own depression and anxiety. I knew this was my chance to share my talent and story with the world. I sat in my chair and began typing away, and who would have thought that those five minutes would forever change my life.

Two years later something magical happened. A book came out with my story in it. All these inspirational stories were gathered and put into one book titled: “The i’Mpossible Project (Volume 1 Reengaging With Life, Creating a New You by: Josh Rivedal & 50 authors (including me).

The book includes authors who share their own inspirational stories of overcoming many life’s challenges.

And now, what started off as a simple blog turned out to be a book that has helped me rediscover myself and has motivated me to want to keep sharing my own writing.

Let’s be realistic, I also needed long term therapy and medication too. However, with the help of my journal, my incredible Mother, my friends, and my four legged friends, life became worth living again!

Writing has given me the power to speak up about issues that matter to me––and I hope that by reading my story and those of the other authors in this incredible book, you too can find your hidden voice and speak up about what matters to you!

To order your copy of “The i’Mpossible Project (Volume 1 Reengaging With Life, Creating a New You) please visit the link below.

http://www.iampossibleproject.com/one.html

 

“The art of writing is the art of discovering what you believe.”

––Gustave Flaubert

~Mariagrazia Buttitta

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Screen Addiction; Is it Even a Real Thing?

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With most of my family in Europe, I love how technology gives me that instant gratification. All I have to do is pick up my device and connect with family from miles away [any time my little heart desires]. I love to hear the excitement in my nephew’s tone as he begins taking his first baby steps. I love that technology allows me to be a part of his life.

But I’ll be completely honest: this world of technology––frightened me a bit a few days ago.

I was at my doctor’s office waiting for my appointment when I noticed a mother and child sitting beside me and my own mother. A few minutes later, the child began to scream, probably bored and overwhelmed with the amount of people that surrounded us. I know I was.

But what happened next made me change my point of view on technology. The mother handed a tablet to her screaming child to quiet her down.

I looked directly at my mother and felt extremely blessed that she allowed me to play with toys, run around outdoors, and allowed my sister and me to make a house (mess) out of blankets, chairs, and pillows. For that moment, I felt extremely blessed that I didn’t get my first phone until I was 15. And I was thankful that my mother actually spent quality time with me. When I cried, she gave me affection, she read to me, and played games with me.

I know we live in other times, but I don’t like what technology is doing to our psyche.

Learn more on how modern technology is changing the way our brains work.

Do I really need to wake up and reach for my phone first thing in the morning? Do I really have to check my e-mail a hundred times a day? And look what social media has led me to feel—anxious, depressed, and angry.

Social comparison has become a real concern for my generation. Social media is like a marriage commitment I never signed up for.

And now I wonder if I, too, am spending more time behind a screen than I am outdoors and with people I really care about.

So yeah, screen addiction seems to be a real concern for my generation and the one to come.

And after writing this blog, it makes me want to disconnect from my devices for a while.  But before I do, I want to leave you all with this video:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z7dLU6fk9QY

“Be the change that you wish to see in the world.”

–– Mahatma Gandhi

~Mariagrazia Buttitta

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Coffee drinkers, this one is for you!

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It was 6:00 a.m. when my obnoxious alarm clock rang every morning for the past four months.  In that moment, I wished it was the weekend and that I could stay under the covers for just a bit longer. Luckily, as a graduate student, I now have the privilege to sleep in an extra few hours, since my classes are in the late afternoon.

But even with the extra sleep, I still need my caffeine intake every single day. Nothing makes my day happier than starting my morning with a cup of espresso.

I am an Italian girl, so you better believe I never skip a day of espresso!

When I wake up every morning I immediately open my fridge to reach in and grab my espresso. I cannot imagine living a day without it, and if I did, I would have some serious withdrawal symptoms, so yeah, I guess I am kind of addicted you would say.

And for years, it concerned me a bit. I didn’t want to give up on my espresso in the morning or my hazelnut coffee in the afternoon.  And it looks like I might not have to after all.

And here is why: forever grateful to researchers.

Read this article coffee drinkers.

Now that I know that coffee is linked with health benefits, such as a healthier brain, mood booster, better metabolism, and much more, I guess, I can start drinking my coffee with more enjoyment, and feel less guilt when doing so.

Okay, maybe moderation is key here.  Keep your intake to about two coffees a day and avoid drinking after 4: 00 p.m. if you want a good night sleep, and if you have an anxiety disorder, like I do––well then you better reduce your caffeine intake.

But other than that––go ahead, and drink your cup of coffee guilt-free today!

Enjoy!

~Mariagrazia Buttitta

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Why I wear my Sunglasses at Night and Indoors; #eye4acure

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I have heard it all, from trying to act like a movie star, hiding, or just being too cool to care. But unfortunately, life can be cruel and unfair, I am no movie star. I am not trying to hide my gorgeous ocean blue eyes, and no doubt, I look great in my sunglasses…but let’s face it–– I am not trying to act cool either. So then––why do I wear my sunglasses at night and indoors?

It’s called, Cone Dystrophy.  One out of 30,000 people in the U.S. are affected by this eye disorder. The cones are the part of the eye that receives light–in other words, that’s the part of the eye that people use to see things in daylight or artificial light. My cones do not have that ability, so when my eyes are exposed to light, it’s like seeing the world from underwater.

For years, I have educated thousands of people about my eye disorder, but it is still frustrating. I want to speak up and do something that would help me further explain my eye disorder. I want to use this amazing platform, called, the web, to educate the world.

So about a few months ago, I decided to launch a web-based advocacy campaign that educates the public about my eye disorder.  I ask people to: 1) follow me on instagram at embracingdifferenceseyeonacure, 2) take a selfie wearing sunglasses using the Hashtag #eye4acure, and lastly, 3) upload your beautiful pictures. You have the option to e-mail your selife(s) to: embracingdiffrences01@gmail.com (if you do not have an instagram account) or (if you have an Instagram account) you can post it yourself and tag me.

You can also visit my campaign tab to learn more. My instagram is also linked to my website, so you can also take a look at the amazing pictures people have already posted of themselves wearing sunglasses.

The goal is for people to learn about my eye disorder. In the long run, I hope to reach out to sunglass companies and work with them to further expend this campaign.

I have never seen my blindness as a limitation, and I hope I can teach others to see me for what I have to offer to this world.  My story is a powerful one, and I hope that by setting as example, I can inspire others who face challenges or disabilities to do the same.

I really want to educate the world, but I’ll need your help!

Time to take a selfie! 🙂

“The only thing worse than being blind is having sight but no vision” ––Helen Keller

 

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It’s Really Not An Everyday Conversation Starter… by: Laurel King

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Guest Blogger: Laurel King

It’s really not an everyday conversation starter. I can still even count the times it’s been mentioned and where. First, in a hallway at work. Next, at a summer pool party. Lastly, on the last day of Abnormal Psychology class. These three conversations wound up being about my Fanconi’s Anemia (F.A.).

I possess a genetic disease in which both parents need to have the recessive gene for in order for this disease to exist. Out of four siblings, I won the Punnett Square roulette when I was born. Since it affects everything in the bone marrow (white blood cells, red blood cells, platelets, etc.), I had sleep marathons due to exhaustion, neighbors who were concerned with child abuse because of how I bruised easily and healed slowly, and I had chicken pox twice (which isn’t supposed to happen if you have a functioning immune system). I was not a normal, energetic, healthy kid in any sense.

I got lucky again, though. By ten years old, my parents and hometown raised enough money and found out that a man from Texas was a perfect match for me for a bone marrow transplant (that in and of itself is it’s own story). Having my own hospital room in Minneapolis, Minnesota made my childish world so isolated. I had no one to talk to about chemotherapy, radiation, the tube that led to the needle attached to an artery in my chest, the vomiting, the chronic nerve pain in my legs from being in bed for six months, the hair loss, and other “kid stuff.” Instead, I watched the sun rise every morning. I wanted to enjoy the moment, even if it stemmed from the development of insomnia. I may no longer wake up at dawn, but I still wake up, and that’s special.

There’s one symptom I never thought about with a life-threatening disease. One day, my younger sister decided to write a research paper on F.A. She wanted me to proofread it because her heart is big and her writing is atrocious. The first symptom she wrote was: failure to live. That brought me back to the mailing list my parents subscribed to, the one that listed the people who died from F.A. I knew the faces to some of those names (may they all always rest in peace).

I never thought of myself as a survivor until then. Just a small, feisty tomboy who is quiet, (sometimes) observant, dark-haired, dark-eyed, and was born close to the edge of something I cannot control. At the same time, I truly want to get over trauma, social and personal anxiety, and continue to live life.

Now, I am working harder to be a healthy, helpful, and hopeful person. I am still around, alive, and holding on to myself and others, regardless of any other “family dynamics.” For that, I want to be grateful.

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About: Laurel King

Laurel King: Licensed massage therapist by day and professional humanities tutor by night, living in New Jersey’s Bergen County, and who is also planning on a bachelors in education and masters degree in occupational therapy.

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