So today in Health class, there's a wall of tips to be more healthy. Under it is a piece of paper that says "abstain from sex before marriage." So apparently abstinence is healthier than sex. So I decided investigate this further, because I strongly disagree with it. Not because I'm a hormone raging teenager, but because that sounds ridiculous. With the proper safety measures, sex can be healthy.
So I Google'd it, and found a WebMD article. "10 Surprising Health Benefits of Sex". Sex is a stress reliever- something that teenagers and many adults need in their life. Sex burns calories, a half hour session burns about 85 calories. Double that to an hour session- now you've got 170 calories burned off. So now you can have that little snack you wanted and burn it off with your lover. Sex releases chemicals and antibodies- which help your body to fight of infections and colds. It also improves your heart health. Along with relieving stress, sex also helps your self-esteem.
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That was all written last year. But I guess I decided to ditch this popsicle stand half way through. However, I still feel the same way.
So let me continue. Sex helps your self-esteem. Granted, this applies as long as it's truly consensual. For someone to want you like that, you can't pretend that it doesn't make you feel a little better about yourself. Sex is about love, compassion, and connectivity, the things we all look for in life. Plus the occasional complement just boosts your self esteem through the roof.
I mentioned it being a stress reliever, but the went on to talk about how it relieves calories, not stress. The same way exercise makes you feel better, sex does too. With the adrenaline going, and as your caught in the moment, you forget your troubles, and sometimes we need that. It may not solve our problems, but it can be that get-away that some people can't find on their own.
Sex, although sometimes breaks relationships when excessive, can bond people together. Sex and orgasms release a hormone called oxytocin, the supposed "love hormone". It builds bonds and trust. It also causes people to feel generous, which is why cuddles are just ten times better after sex. :)
Oxytocin also boosts your endorphins, which are your body's pain killers. So more sex, less hurt.
Alright boys, this one's for you. Some studies show that more ejaculations make prostate cancer less likely, especially in men 20 years and younger.
Pelvic exercises are good for women, and will increase the pleasure during sex. They will also decrease the chance of incontinence.
Ever wonder why you get so sleepy after sex or an orgasm? That's your buddy oxytocin again. It promotes sleep, which can do wonders when your getting enough.
Now these are all the perks of having sex, and let me just clarify once again. This is as long as it is consensual, safe sex. There is nothing good about forcing yourself to do something you don't want to do, or something that your not ready for. I can also guarantee you that you aren't ready for a surprise kid, so please use protection. Condoms aren't that expensive, and I hear in some places you can get free birth control. Stay safe everyone, have fun, and have a great new year. :)
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Girls, boys, who cares?
So, I frequently ask myself why I'm bisexual. What makes me different than other people, whats different about me than my next door neighbor, or the kids in my math class? A lot of people say its genetics, that they're just born gay, or bi, or straight. But I feel like its a mental thing, as well. I feel that it could be connected to our upbringing, and how our parents or others around us treat the idea.
When I was a child, I had little school crushes, all on boys. I didn't really know about being gay, I didn't really think about it. When your a child, you just automatically drift towards the opposite sex, when it comes to having crushes, you know. But then I met some older kids, kids that were in high school. two of which were lesbians. That opened a new door for me, one that I hadn't known was there. My mom always taught me that it didn't matter what the person looked like, but what they were like in the inside. (Dad wasn't the prettiest man on the planet.) I really took that to heart. I think one of the reasons that I'm bisexual is because that I learned at a young age that being gay is okay, and its a possibility. And I think one of the reasons a lot of people aren't gay or bi is because they were taught that gays are bad, they learned the phrase gay before the found out the actual meaning of it. A lot of kids now use gay as a adjective to describe objects or something, not to describe someone's sexuality. Its incorrect, yes, but this is how kids are learning now, and if their first impression of it is bad, then they'll wipe out the entire idea, they'll lock that door of possibility.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that if people keep an open mind about these things, then I believe the possibility of them being bisexual or gay is more likely. I honestly believe that there could be a bit of bi in everyone. Because really, does it really matter if your boyfriend has a dick? Does it matter that your girlfriend has tits and a vagina? What really matters is that your boyfriend is a sweet guy, and he tells you he loves you. Your girlfriend clings to you like your a teddy bear, because she loves you. That's what really matters. So if your husband came home, and told you he cut his penis off, what would you do? He's the same man, is he not?
Gender is a label, just like all the other words we use to describe people. Now, I understand that we have hormones that also differentiate between genders, but even then some guys act girly, and some girls are tomboys.
So think about it! Take a long time, take it in. I didn't just decide I was going to be bisexual, it took me several years to figure it out. Think about being with that perfect person, then think about them being the same gender as you. Is it really that bad? Is it really that bad if the sweetest person in your life turns out to have boobs too? I don't think it does. Just think about it. ;)
When I was a child, I had little school crushes, all on boys. I didn't really know about being gay, I didn't really think about it. When your a child, you just automatically drift towards the opposite sex, when it comes to having crushes, you know. But then I met some older kids, kids that were in high school. two of which were lesbians. That opened a new door for me, one that I hadn't known was there. My mom always taught me that it didn't matter what the person looked like, but what they were like in the inside. (Dad wasn't the prettiest man on the planet.) I really took that to heart. I think one of the reasons that I'm bisexual is because that I learned at a young age that being gay is okay, and its a possibility. And I think one of the reasons a lot of people aren't gay or bi is because they were taught that gays are bad, they learned the phrase gay before the found out the actual meaning of it. A lot of kids now use gay as a adjective to describe objects or something, not to describe someone's sexuality. Its incorrect, yes, but this is how kids are learning now, and if their first impression of it is bad, then they'll wipe out the entire idea, they'll lock that door of possibility.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that if people keep an open mind about these things, then I believe the possibility of them being bisexual or gay is more likely. I honestly believe that there could be a bit of bi in everyone. Because really, does it really matter if your boyfriend has a dick? Does it matter that your girlfriend has tits and a vagina? What really matters is that your boyfriend is a sweet guy, and he tells you he loves you. Your girlfriend clings to you like your a teddy bear, because she loves you. That's what really matters. So if your husband came home, and told you he cut his penis off, what would you do? He's the same man, is he not?
Gender is a label, just like all the other words we use to describe people. Now, I understand that we have hormones that also differentiate between genders, but even then some guys act girly, and some girls are tomboys.
So think about it! Take a long time, take it in. I didn't just decide I was going to be bisexual, it took me several years to figure it out. Think about being with that perfect person, then think about them being the same gender as you. Is it really that bad? Is it really that bad if the sweetest person in your life turns out to have boobs too? I don't think it does. Just think about it. ;)
Intro to Dbeetz
Well, my first blog. Besides the little ones we did back in 6th grade computer class. And my failed attempt at a Youtube channel. Alright, so this isn't my first. And it probably wont be my last. Anyway, I'm not entirely sure what this is going to be. Note the "Random" and "Madness". I just want a way to get my thoughts out, and I thought a blog might be fun! I'm experimenting, so bear with me.
What do you talk about in blogs, anyway? The recent book you just read? I just finished Little Brother, by Cory Doctorow, that was effing brilliant. My new favorite book. Maybe in later blogs I'll talk about my cooking and baking, since that's my super-mega hobby. That, and Colorguard. You know, the pretty flags during the halftime shows for football games? Yeah, that's me.
Hmm... Still trying to find fillers. What can I talk about that wont reveal anything that pedophiles might use to find and rape me? Difficult, yes... Well, I suppose I can explain the title of the blog, that might be useful. We all know what "random" and "madness" mean, but what the hell is dbeetz? It's a little nickname I got a year or so ago, after I was titled "diabetesaurus." Yep, I am a dinosaur with diabetes. THE SECRET'S OUT! All confusion can be erased, now that Dbeetz has been explained. There ya go.
Diabetes, yeah. I've had it for a while now, since I was 4. My sis had it too, and my dad. Both of them passed on a few years ago. Type one, by the way. I'm not fat. At least, not that fat. Also known as Juvenile Diabetes. Like the foundation, JDRF? Yeeep. Donate to them, they might just make my life a hell of alot easier some day. It sucks, but I just gotta live with it, ya know? I've made a lot of bad habits over the years, and I'm trying to fix that. But let me tell you one thing- if you have a friend with diabetes, and you offer them food, do not say "Oh this has 3 sugars in it". First off, we don't sugar, we count carbohydrates. Second, 3 sugars? In how much? In the entire bag, in one chip or piece? You can't just say that. Sorry, mega pet-peeve. But yeah, diabetes sucks, but I'd take it any day over cancer or asthma. At least I can breath and live and stuff, ya know? Some people have it way worse, and I'm thankful that I don't.
That's one of the things I'm trying to do. Be thankful for what I have, and realize that life could be much worse. We make ourselves unhappy so much, by wanting what we can't have, or being unhappy with what we already have. I don't want to be like that. I want to be able to look at what I have, and say "well at least I have this." and be happy. Because honestly, I'm very lucky! I have so many things that others don't, and I am happy for that. Now I just have to teach myself to not want everything I don't have. Thats the hard part. But I'm getting there, slowly but surely. Buddhist meditation books help wonders. Learn how to meditate, and life is so much calmer. Thats what I always tell my friends when they're having trouble. Meditate, focus on your breathing. In and out. It helps, really. Try it.
Alright so I know this all SOOOO interesting, diabetes and meditation. Your pretty much reading me rant and trail off into random tangents. So, I will shut up and let you go on with your internet life, reading blogs and facebooking or whatever it is people do nowadays. I hope this blog actually turns into something, but if it doesn't, I wont be surprised. I tend to do this, start something and never finish it. Anyway, thanks for reading.
What do you talk about in blogs, anyway? The recent book you just read? I just finished Little Brother, by Cory Doctorow, that was effing brilliant. My new favorite book. Maybe in later blogs I'll talk about my cooking and baking, since that's my super-mega hobby. That, and Colorguard. You know, the pretty flags during the halftime shows for football games? Yeah, that's me.
Hmm... Still trying to find fillers. What can I talk about that wont reveal anything that pedophiles might use to find and rape me? Difficult, yes... Well, I suppose I can explain the title of the blog, that might be useful. We all know what "random" and "madness" mean, but what the hell is dbeetz? It's a little nickname I got a year or so ago, after I was titled "diabetesaurus." Yep, I am a dinosaur with diabetes. THE SECRET'S OUT! All confusion can be erased, now that Dbeetz has been explained. There ya go.
Diabetes, yeah. I've had it for a while now, since I was 4. My sis had it too, and my dad. Both of them passed on a few years ago. Type one, by the way. I'm not fat. At least, not that fat. Also known as Juvenile Diabetes. Like the foundation, JDRF? Yeeep. Donate to them, they might just make my life a hell of alot easier some day. It sucks, but I just gotta live with it, ya know? I've made a lot of bad habits over the years, and I'm trying to fix that. But let me tell you one thing- if you have a friend with diabetes, and you offer them food, do not say "Oh this has 3 sugars in it". First off, we don't sugar, we count carbohydrates. Second, 3 sugars? In how much? In the entire bag, in one chip or piece? You can't just say that. Sorry, mega pet-peeve. But yeah, diabetes sucks, but I'd take it any day over cancer or asthma. At least I can breath and live and stuff, ya know? Some people have it way worse, and I'm thankful that I don't.
That's one of the things I'm trying to do. Be thankful for what I have, and realize that life could be much worse. We make ourselves unhappy so much, by wanting what we can't have, or being unhappy with what we already have. I don't want to be like that. I want to be able to look at what I have, and say "well at least I have this." and be happy. Because honestly, I'm very lucky! I have so many things that others don't, and I am happy for that. Now I just have to teach myself to not want everything I don't have. Thats the hard part. But I'm getting there, slowly but surely. Buddhist meditation books help wonders. Learn how to meditate, and life is so much calmer. Thats what I always tell my friends when they're having trouble. Meditate, focus on your breathing. In and out. It helps, really. Try it.
Alright so I know this all SOOOO interesting, diabetes and meditation. Your pretty much reading me rant and trail off into random tangents. So, I will shut up and let you go on with your internet life, reading blogs and facebooking or whatever it is people do nowadays. I hope this blog actually turns into something, but if it doesn't, I wont be surprised. I tend to do this, start something and never finish it. Anyway, thanks for reading.
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