how cool would it be to wake up one day and not feel like shit
So many kids get fobbed off by health care professionals and family members because they don’t get the right diagnosis be it bipolar, depression, personality disorder, anything really.
Sometimes it’s not just about getting the right treatment. Sometimes just knowing that you’re not imagining things and you can put a label on what’s wrong can go a long way to brightening the light at the end of the tunnel. One of the worst things about growing up with a mental health problem is not understanding what’s wrong with you and the feeling that no one believes you. Yeah, sometimes it is just hormonal changes and regular teenage problems that sort themselves out with time or minimal interference. But please, if these symptoms put you in mind of anyone you know, just a simple, “Are you OK?” Can go a long way to helping someone feel like maybe things aren’t quite so bad.
Sometimes you got to be your own hero and save your own heart because sometimes the people you can’t live without can live without you.
When you’re depressed, your self esteem is at absolute zero. To stand up from the sofa and walk to the fridge is an act of unbelievable effort. Everything that happens is because you are a cunt. It’s because I’m a wanker, it’s because I’m an arsehole. You sort of have a Tourette view of yourself. You think about death all the time. Even if you’re not feeling suicidal, you’re just constantly aware of death and aware of your own death and how welcome it would be.
I’m not even going to attempt to gif this. Watch it. Now. 15 pendulums, not interacting with one another, each with a slightly different time for a full swing.
Results in gorgeousness.
In case you missed it
Is it weird that that made me tear up a bit? Gorgeous.
Smile, even if it’s a sad smile, because sadder than a sad smile is the sadness of not knowing how to smile.
More on the topic of OBESITY AND FAT PRIVILEGE.
"Spot the difference: The obese woman on the left has fat around her organs (shown by the yellow areas) and an enlarged heart which can have dire consequences on her health "
to say the very least and be the most effective, here’s what…
Something to think over for the evening. Absolutely not judging or taking sides in the ever present Fat vs. Thin privilege wars, I’ll happily have the argument at the other end of the spectrum with those who chose to kill themselves by starvation instead, but to be honest this article raised some damn fine points rather than just fat shaming like a lot of them tend to do in some strange (and unsuccesful might I add) ploy to humiliate people thin. (Pricks)
I love that “plus size models” are finally (albeit slowly) being accepted and appreciated in a lot of the scene circles, it’s a brilliant turning point for those of us who aren’t inherantly graced with a svelte figure, legs that reach the sky and thighs that don’t chafe when wearing shorts in the summer.
However, the line has to be drawn in the sand on this oh-so-sensitive of topics. Obviously age, height, natural build and pre-existing medical conditions have to be taken into account, so the line is never in the same place for each person, but surely for those that have full control over their lifestyle choices and put themselves at risk like this must realise the repercussions involved?
Plus size, curvy, cuddly, BBW. Call it what you will, everybody comes in different shapes and sizes. It’s what makes life more interesting. And then they go too far. Yeah, sometimes it’s genuinely out of their hands be it from genetics, pre-existing medical conditions or medication side effects, but for many it’s simply a case of a shit diet and a sedentary lifestyle. Add them all up and you’re pretty much inviting a horde of physical and mental health issues over your door step.
Then you have the naive out there preaching “Big is beautiful!” “I’m a healthy size!” “I’m fine just the way I am, I don’t need to lose weight.”
Which quite often is correct, big does not always mean bad, and big can be beautiful. Until complacency sets in, soon the weight creeps up while health slides down. But it’s fine because as long as fucking idiots keep glamorising obesity and trying to get one over on the Skinny Crowd, they can all over look the fact they’re essentially self harming with potentially fatal consequences and worse still, encouraging others to do the same. And that, you stupid arseholes, is why you’re as bad as the dick heads who decided that the size 0 culture was a fantastic marketing idea to introduce to impressionable and vulnerable kids. All it takes is a few people to start trying to justify being a slovenly prick and it’s like a damn snowball and BOOM! This is how eating disorders are born. Along with the “comfort food” culture that when bad shit happens, you need to eat ‘til you can’t move.
So let’s say you’re a 13 yr old kid and some ass hole is giving you a hard time at school. We’re taught that food will make you feel better so it will help! Skip forward a year, the poor bastard can’t walk up a flight of stairs without stopping half way, he has diabetes because his organs can’t function under the strain of the added weight on top of all the junk food he’s been shoving down his neck to try and feel anything other than the depression he’s now on medication for. Brings us in a nice neat circle to the assholes who now have more fodder to make this kids life a living fucking hell so it all starts over and over and it never fucking stops.
So yeah, well done! What a fantastic role model you’ve become with your misguided ideals of the bigger the better. You’re family and loved ones now have to watch on helplessly while you slowly kill yourself being a selfish prick trying to blame all of your problems on medical problems you wouldn’t have if you hadn’t been such a damn zealot to begin with.
Meanwhile there are people out there with genuine health issues being overlooked, misdiagnosed or because of your romantising, not even seeking the help they need because they don’t realise they have a problem until it’s too late and they’re medication reliant for the rest of their lives to try and counteract the damage they’ve unwittingly done to their bodies.
Parents should never have to bury their children but it’s happening more and more frequently. Heart attacks, organ failure, Stroke and even suicide to try and escape the stigma and depression associated with obesity. Spouses should not have to chose between watching the person they love kill themselves slowly rather than face up to their problems or walk out of their lives. It’s not always about being a shallow bastard not wanting a fat chick on his arm. Sometimes it’s about not wanting to witness the relentless cycle of self destruction helpless from the side lines. How do you help someone who refuses to help themselves? For some people, it hurts less to just walk away.
Rather than coming up with some tenuous excuse or whining that it’s too hard to make those kind of life style changes, hows about you think of the teenagers following in your footsteps, who don’t understand they’re killing themselves while you’re trying to convince them they’re perfectly healthy. Think about how confused and angry they are at having 2 opposing views thrust on them constantly and how the only solution they can find is to take a blade to their skin so they can actually feel something real and untainted by society’s bull shit. Your bullshit.
Just read the damn article, accept you fucked up and try finding your sense of self preservation before you pass the point of no return.
And to those out there who have real problems and can’t see the light at the end of the tunnel. There are people out there who can help who won’t cast judgement and will listen, or even just sit in silence for a while. Big is beautiful, you’ve just got to remember to not get into bad habits. As long as you at least try and help yourself, you’ll usually find people around you surprisingly supportive. Unless they’re ass holes. They haven’t come up with a cure for that yet. But that’s ok, there’s a lot of them about. That’s why there are support groups and forums out there, doesn’t hurt to have a look eh? If you’re not happy with you or you’re feeling helpless just remember, even when you’re at your lowest, there are people out there who are going through the same thing. Try reaching out, you might be surprised!
Just my ranty thoughts anyway. Peace.