“The year after ‘Avatar’ was just emotionally overwhelming. I was traveling all over the world, waking up in different time zones. Your body gets exhausted, and by the end of the year I just collapsed … I was sitting in my hotel room, and I couldn’t stop crying. I couldn’t stay awake. I must have slept for an entire month.It took me the rest of the year, even as I was working and shooting ‘Colombiana,’ to pick myself up.”
—Zoe Saldana tells Latina magazine that the mega success of “Avatar” didn’t bring her happiness, and in fact she suffered from serious depression in the year after its release. But don’t worry, she feels much better now. Her new movie comes out soon and she’s engaged to actor Keith Britton. Just goes to show that getting your dream is more emotionally complex than you ever realized. [NY Daily News] Keep reading »
Let me preface this depressing news by saying that I’ve never felt anything but supreme joy when eating a doughnut. However, according to the British Dietetic Association, doughnuts are dangerous to our mental health:
“We tend to crave sugary and fatty foods [like doughnuts] for a quick mood fix, but the sugar crash that follows could make you feel worse … Information is carried between the cells by chemicals such as dopamine. Rising levels of dopamine can boost mood; falling levels are linked to sadness.”
I refuse to accept it. Sorry. Other alleged depression triggers are hot weather, the Internet, vegetarian food, and coffee. So basically, most of the things that bring me joy in life. [Daily Mail UK] Keep reading »
Kleenex ready? Because it sure looks like Sad Keanu has inspired a book. In April, Keanu Reeves released the book, Ode To Happiness, along with artist Alexandra Grant. Made up of grayscale images and lettering that looks it might have been smeared by tears, each page contains an uplifting thought like, “I draw a hot sorrow bath. In my despair room.” The words on the final page of the tome? “It can always be worse.”
So what’s with Keanu’s glumness? Keep reading »
In a few years, the following scenario could actually happen. If you’ve been feeling down, sleepy, and just generally like the color has been zapped out of the world, you can make an appointment with your doctor and say, “Hey doc, can I get a depression test?” Apparently, researchers in Japan on working on a test that would measure the concentration of phosphoric acid in the blood. It’s different from existing tests because (a) it’s fast and (b) it doesn’t require DNA testing, so could even become a part of regular checkups. Meaning, it could detect it when you’re feeling symptoms or when you’re not sure what’s going on. [Telegraph UK]
Oh, but there are so many fascinating tests like this in the works. After the jump, find out about more things you’ll be able to easily diagnose in just a few years. I feel like I’m in an episode of “The Jetsons.” Keep reading »
I lost my virginity at age 15, in a double wide trailer. I remember his abs glowing under the black-light and the mood music–a Ginuwine album on repeat. I had snuck out on a snowy school night, holding my shoes in my hand. I felt sort of frozen and surreal, somehow knowing this was the night, and barely noticing the fact that I was just wearing wet socks in his car.
There isn’t much to describing first time sex. I felt more like I was watching myself from above than experiencing it, thinking Oh my god, this is sex! or Just move your hips with Ginuwine. Afterward, naked and side by side, I stared into his eyes, my heart feeling huge. My virginity had become a burden that past year and this was, surely, a turning point in my life. He suddenly locked eyes with mine and opened his mouth. I wanted to remember every second of this moment.
“Want a Capri Sun?” he asked. Keep reading »