this is so uncomfortable to watch
ahhhh no no no
I just cried reading all of my posts that I made when I was going through hell in the summer. I remember exactly how it felt & I wish I could show her how beautiful her life would be in a few months. I am so unbelievably thankful.
This spoken-word bit by Lily Myers about how mothers pass their attitudes about food, bodies, and entitlement down to their daughters, left a lump in my throat. I would recommend it to anyone who doesn’t understand what male privilege means, but then I read the comments and was filled with despair, so…just watch this, and don’t read the comments. Hat tip to Amy Schumer.
It’s back! Canada’s Luckiest Student 2 is now live at http://luckie.st/CLS2TWO.
Do you know a Canadian student who could use $20,000 for school and a bunch of awesome prizes? Please share this!
If you don’t laugh during sex at least once, you’re having sex with the wrong person.
Does anyone else have a plastic bag full of plastic bags in their house, or is that just me?
I am absolutely thrilled to say that I literally love my life. I never thought that I would ever be anything close to happy again after all the shit I went through. I have completely changed my outlook on life and I am so proud of myself for not giving up and getting through this. I cannot believe I am that same depressed girl that I was just a few months ago. I would cry multiple times daily, I wouldn’t be able to eat, I couldn’t sleep, I drank for all the wrong reasons, I couldn’t escape my terrifying thoughts.
Moving to Toronto was the best possible thing I have ever done for myself, I have outgrown Barrhaven and love this new adventure and chapter to my life that I’m just beginning. Seneca feels like my home, I have an amazing roommate who I love to death, and so many friends that I consider family. It hasn’t even been a month but I feel so close to all of these amazing people. I haven’t cried once here from feeling alone or missing home because I literally don’t. I miss my ratchets and my family and a couple others but I know they will always be there for me and I know we will always stay in touch.
School is manageable so far, but I know that it will pick up very soon and be extremely stressful. There are so many fun ways to relieve stress, whether its playing nerf gun battles with the guys throughout the entire residence or going to the gym everyday with a bunch of people who make me look forward to working out.
I wish I could go back to the old me and explain how everything would be okay. But I have learned so many lessons from those dark times that I will never forget. You really don’t know how strong you are until you are put in a position where you have to be; in a position that you have to be your own hero. Knowing that no one else can save you is scary to think. I honestly don’t know how I got through it, but I am so thankful that I did.
One thing I do regret is that I was too afraid to get help and that I waited too long to tell my parents. They would question why I was always in my room, why I was never hungry, they asked why I looked sick, if I was feeling okay, why my attitude had changed so much, and why I looked tired all the time. I would always brush it off until eventually near the end when I completely broke down I told them everything I was going through and it helped me immensely. They were so supportive and made me realize that for the first time in a long time that I was worth something more than what he made me feel like.
I’m so grateful for who I have become and that I finally get the happiness I deserve.
This is fucking retarded what the fuck is wrong with people and what the fuck did I do to deserve this