The Truth Behind Every Snapchat Sent By A Girl

The Truth Behind Every Snapchat Sent By A Girl

I'm guilty of sending every single one of these.

Snapchat has really become a way of life if you're a millenial with a smart phone. More specifically, it's given girls an outlet to brag about what they're doing and who they're doing it with. We're smart about it though, we don't just take a picture of our good hair day with the caption "having a good hair day," we take a selfie with a lens so it looks silly while people notice you're having a good hair day for those short six seconds. Take a look at the other hidden meanings behind each snapchat girls send you.

1. The "puppy lens" Snapchat

This is the go-to lens to send to your crush or add to your story if you're trying to find an excuse to take a selfie without getting completely ridiculed by your friends. Who knew that adding ears and a muzzle would make humans look cute and sexy at the same time? Girls everywhere will die a little bit inside if/when Snapchat replaces this pup.

2. The "I have a bae" Snapchat

This is the most subtle brag of all brags. We get it, you have a boyfriend. Stop taking snaps of his basic "just because it's Tuesday" presents or trying to put a lens on his face when he clearly isn't into it. Everyone knows that y'all are happy and are happy for the two of you, but chill out.

3. The "workin' on my fitness" Snapchat

Cute sports bra? Check. Flirty ponytail? Check. FitTea Detox? Check. The post-workout selfie is just a reminder to all of your followers that you have #nodaysoff because if you don't take a picture of yourself working out, it obviously never happened. (Don't even get me started about the "body progress" snapchats...)

4. The "party girl" Snapchat

I think every girl snaps of a pic of every single alcoholic beverage they've ever had to prove to their followers just how fun they are. It's like a battle between cliques to see which group is more drunk. After all of your snaps of you drinking at the bar, you'll add a pic to your story of a room full of dudes with a time stamp reading 3:30 A.M. just to prove that you can hang as long as the boys can.

5. The "I woke up like this" Snapchat

This is usually the selfie that comes after the "party girl" snap. You could practically be your own Snapchat lens by the amount of mascara and lipstick smeared on your face. This is just another excuse to brag about how hard you went the night before. But really, don't go in public like that. I know you're thinking about it and you're just asking to be on someone else's Snapchat story looking like a hot mess.

6. The "mass produced" Snapchat

These are those generic snaps you send to the people beyond your best friends list. It's such a basic picture (usually with a lens) that you just want to send people so they won't forget about you. Don't be surprised if you don't get a response from half of the people you sent it to because they know what trick you're trying to pull.

7. The "major key" Snapchat

This is the number one way to openly brag about the expensive products or services you purchased that you swear by. Kylie Lip Kit, Smart Water, Pinot Grigiot, pedicures... all major keys.

8. The "lip synching at the club" Snapchat

This is the party girl on steroids. "Look at me! I know all of the words to your favorite rap song! I'm so relatable! I'm so cool! I'm so fun!"

9. The "family girl" Snapchat

This is the easiest way to use your cousins as a prop to show your followers how good you are with kids. Don't act like you haven't done it.

10. The "self proclaimed photographer" Snapchat

These are the most basic snaps in the history of Snapchat. It's a desperate attempt to look more artsy, but every girl does it. The truth behind these snaps is that it's all about the angles and filters.

11. The "wife me up" Snapchat

You take a picture of the ~aWeSoMe~ dinner that you made with the caption "wife me up" to all of your crushes in hopes that they finally notice what you could bring to their table. (Literally.) This is move 99 percent ineffective, but at least you have a pretty picture of the tacos you made.

Cover Image Credit: Kendall Jenner Snapchat

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I Tried To Lose Weight All My Life But Couldn't Shed The Pounds Until I Turned To God

Now it's easier than ever and I'm never looking back.


It's amazing how good it feels to get rid of something that has felt like such a tall barrier in your life for so long. For years, and years, honestly, as many years as I can remember, I have felt held back by my weight. It's something that never truly left my mind, whether it was how I looked in my school uniform skort compared to other girls, how I looked in pictures, the thoughts that raced through my head lying in bed that night, or if what I ordered off the menu would make me look fat. It was always something.

Now I have tried, or so I thought I had. I had tried giving up carbs for two weeks, doing workout videos, or eating healthy, occasionally running, or honestly, anything I thought might help a bit. But there I was after a full year of college, heavier than ever.

It was then that I found my secret ingredient, it was then that I found the ultimate weight-loss secret: Prayer.

I found myself amidst a challenge that I didn't know if I was mentally strong enough to handle, faced against temptations of my wildest food dreams. Canes, pizza, chocolate, ice cream, oh my!

I had never thought once about offering up my prayers to God when it came to my weight. I'm not sure why, honestly. It was something that I had struggled with for so long, that it almost felt normal.

Now, when I feel tempted I ask myself a lot if this is the "abundantly more" that God promises us. If it isn't, then I don't pick it. Strength is a process, just like endurance or habits.

I have learned that by offering up the comparisons I feel at the gym, listening to podcasts while running, or Jesus music while practically swimming in my sweat, I am motivated to keep going, not dragged down by the progress I haven't made. I have learned to thank God for the journey He has taken me on so far, and for giving me the capability to overcome these hurdles.

Jesus Didn't die on the cross and tell us to get our butts out there and make disciples of all the nations just for us to sit and be upset with ourselves and compare ourselves to those tiny pictures on our screens. Let's go, we don't have time for that. We have work to do.

No, I'm not saying that if you pray for Jesus to make you lose 15 pounds, the weight will fall off, but I am saying that through Christ, all things are possible, and with Him by my side, the running doesn't feel as difficult.

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I Wish I Could Say I'm A Girl Who Loves Food, But Instead I'm The Girl With The Eating Disorder

Plenty of girls rejoice in loving food or being "foodies," but my relationship with food has never been what you might call a healthy one.


Please consider this a trigger warning for anyone who has an eating disorder, exhibits disordered eating habits, or is triggered by mentions of such things.

I've talked before about how mental illness is an experience that's full of battles. Any regular readers of mine know how much I'll talk about how progress isn't linear, and how you can go from an awesomely successful day to a day where even the smallest thing is a roadblock.

This morning, that roadblock was a bowl of cinnamon apple oatmeal.

I sat on my stool at the kitchen island, staring at the oatmeal, a breakfast I usually love, as I contemplated the small spoonful I had. I was going through a morning depressive spell, and chief in my thoughts was how disgusting and large I was. I could practically feel the fat on my body. But I hadn't eaten much last night, and I knew I needed food. So I ate a bite. Forcing myself to swallow it felt a bit like trying to swallow a rock. Nausea bubbled up in me immediately, and the rest of the oatmeal looked vastly unappealing.

Food, in general, felt vastly unappealing, even the thought of consuming calories made me sick.

But I forced the oatmeal down anyway.

I've never been diagnosed with an eating disorder. My psychologist has definitely told me that I exhibit disordered habits of eating, but I'm not anorexic or bulimic. I've never starved myself for more than half a day, I've never exhibited binge eating or purging behavior (throwing up after eating, overexercising after eating, taking laxatives, or other similar things). Those criteria definitely aren't me. But that doesn't mean my relationship with food was, or is, a healthy one.

I honestly can't remember the last time I just ate something sweet without either justifying it to myself, thinking of calories, or feeling absolutely awful.

It's always either "I can eat this, I've only had about x calories today, it's fine" or "God, I'm so fat, eating like this." Same goes for really just about all food. And you might be saying, "Well, Rachel, that's what a diet is!" And yeah, counting calories definitely has its benefits. This article definitely isn't me saying I should be able to eat whatever I want and not gain weight. A balanced diet is important. But being able to indulge a little bit, or even eat breakfast, without feeling like a horrible person, is also important.

My relationship with sweets is perhaps the shakiest one I have, but like I talked about earlier, food, in general, can be a challenge if my depression is bad. Yeah, I don't actively try not to eat, but if I forget a meal, it's more of an accomplishment than anything else. Food is the first self-care thing that goes out the window when my mental health is bad, largely because eating, more often than not, makes my depressions worse. It's not something that helps me be happy and healthy--even a salad is just more calories on the way to me being fat on my really bad days.

In case there's any doubt, this absolutely isn't healthy.

A lot of people, myself included for a time, think that if they aren't jeopardizing their physical health with their relationship with food, it must be healthy. Sure, I used to think, Sure I am happy when I don't eat, but I'm not starving myself, I eat anyway. I'm not in the hospital on an IV and I'm sure as heck not dropping 20 pounds underweight. But--and this goes for just about every mental health issue--just because you're healthier than the bare minimum, doesn't mean you're healthy. You can deal with depression without attempting or contemplating suicide. You can deal with social anxiety and still go out in public and be "social."

There is a difference between surviving and living, and having a disordered relationship with food, even if you aren't hospitalizing yourself, definitely falls under "surviving."

So if any of my readers relate to this, I really encourage you to talk to someone you trust, look up some resources, or, if you can afford it, see a counselor. For me, a huge help has been changing my diet to be healthier and something I love--being vegetarian has honestly been a big bump up in my image of how I eat. But that's in conjunction with therapy, medication for my depression and anxiety, and the support of those I love.

Don't let yourself be miserable because you're not as bad off as some people are. You deserve to be happy. You deserve to be able to eat with minimal worry. And you deserve to get the help you need. You are beautiful, you are worth love, and food is never, ever, going to change that.

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