We Are Stronger Than We Think

Why we are stronger than we think

Sometimes we just have to be reminded that no matter what life throws our way, we are capable of handling anything.


I can't be the only one out there that is done with all the BS that comes with talking about relationships. In a relationship, out of a relationship, in love, getting dumped or in a weird love circle, it all seems to suck at one point or another. At this age, you can't be truly in love and focus on yourself. If you find you can do that, please help the rest of us! I might be the only one but I have realized that at this age of self-discovery, being in our 20's is so hard. I have changed more in the past 7 months than ever before. How can we be with someone throughout all this change? Do we deserve to find ourselves without someone?

I have had a lot happen in relationships this past year and I have worked continuously with myself to focus on positivity and self-happiness and growth for the future.

How? When so much change has become a frequent occurrence, I have concluded that hope and prayer have done a lot for me to stay positive and realize my self-worth. I think that focusing on someone else in this time of self-exploration is so hard. Do we focus on ourselves or share it with someone else? Maybe personal choice?

So, how have I gotten through changing as a 20-year-old and being single or deciding whats best for me?

Lots of hope

I hope that one day I will be in a relationship that is willing to fight for my heart. I have to constantly remind myself that I am stronger than I think. I hope every day that I learn more about myself as an individual and I hope that the world teaches me a lesson each and every day. It is a beautiful thing to put your hope and strength into something larger than yourself. I realized that I was hoping for all of the wrong things. I wanted to be "okay" with being single or I wanted to figure out and hope to stay with someone during all this change - you cannot "hope" a relationship will last. I was so naive for thinking that way - we can't decide how this life is going to play out and we can't decide who is going to walk in and out of our lives. I truly understand that everything happens for a reason and at the time you could least expect change. Now, each day I hope for strength in myself and hope I am becoming someone that has a lot of love to give and happiness to spread.


I have spent a lot of time this past year in prayer. I have had to focus a lot of my energy in different places. It became easy to think about myself and my dreams and my relationships and get carried away in that. When you are pulled from something you are comfortable in and forced to step outside of your box it can be hard. I applaud every person out there who has had a heartbreak and has turned it into something positive for their future. I decided instead of sitting and being anxious and stressing during this beautiful life, I would put my stress into someone/something that has higher power than anything I know.

I feel it can be so easy to get dumped, have something not go your way, miss out on an opportunity or just have a bad day. But, what I have learned is that we are stronger than we think. We are stronger people than we give ourselves credit for. Look at all of the things you and I are balancing on our plates right now! We want to be strong and it isn't always easy but with prayer and hope and inner core strength, you can do anything you put your mind to because this world will never say no to opportunities and relationships. I have a very strong belief that when one door closes another one opens.

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Everything You Will Miss If You Commit Suicide

The world needs you.

You won't see the sunrise or have your favorite breakfast in the morning.

Instead, your family will mourn the sunrise because it means another day without you.

You will never stay up late talking to your friends or have a bonfire on a summer night.

You won't laugh until you cry again, or dance around and be silly.

You won't go on another adventure. You won't drive around under the moonlight and stars.

They'll miss you. They'll cry.

You won't fight with your siblings only to make up minutes later and laugh about it.

You won't get to interrogate your sister's fiancé when the time comes.

You won't be there to wipe away your mother's tears when she finds out that you're gone.

You won't be able to hug the ones that love you while they're waiting to wake up from the nightmare that had become their reality.

You won't be at your grandparents funeral, speaking about the good things they did in their life.

Instead, they will be at yours.

You won't find your purpose in life, the love of your life, get married or raise a family.

You won't celebrate another Christmas, Easter or birthday.

You won't turn another year older.

You will never see the places you've always dreamed of seeing.

You will not allow yourself the opportunity to get help.

This will be the last sunset you see.

You'll never see the sky change from a bright blue to purples, pinks, oranges, and yellows meshing together over the landscape again.

If the light has left your eyes and all you see is the darkness, know that it can get better. Let yourself get better.

This is what you will miss if you leave the world today.

This is who will care about you when you are gone.

You can change lives. But I hope it's not at the expense of yours.

We care. People care.

Don't let today be the end.

You don't have to live forever sad. You can be happy. It's not wrong to ask for help.

Thank you for staying. Thank you for fighting.

Suicide is a real problem that no one wants to talk about. I'm sure you're no different. But we need to talk about it. There is no difference between being suicidal and committing suicide. If someone tells you they want to kill themselves, do not think they won't do it. Do not just tell them, “Oh you'll be fine." Because when they aren't, you will wonder what you could have done to help. Sit with them however long you need to and tell them it will get better. Talk to them about their problems and tell them there is help. Be the help. Get them assistance. Remind them of all the things they will miss in life.

If you or someone you know is experiencing suicidal thoughts, call the National Suicide Prevention Hotline — 1-800-273-8255

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My Eating Disorder Was A Secret, Even From Me

No one ever talks about it, and if they had my life might be different.


I remember ninth grade health class very well, specifically one day in particular. The day we talked about eating disorders, I was ready to hear about anorexia and bulimia. I was not ready to walk out of that classroom with confirmation that I had an eating disorder, but that is exactly what I did that day.

After speaking on anorexia and bulimia, my teacher told us about Binge Eating Disorder.

My 14-year-old ears perked up. I had never heard of this disease, but I was immediately interested. I knew anorexia and bulimia well, they were the diseases that, at the time, I wish I had the determination to try, but I was too scared to hurt my body.

Binge Eating Disorder was new to me. My teacher described it as continuing to eat after you were full and eating for hours at a time. As the signs and symptoms continued to be read, I realized... that the last three years of my life had been plagued by binges. There was a lot I couldn't control in my life, but eating was one thing that I always had control over. It was the one thing that always brought me comfort.

Most binges would start after I came home from a hard day at school, or maybe after I got in a fight with a family member. Maybe I felt insecure about the growing number on the scale, but I ate.

It always started with half a bag of chips, then maybe a cookie or other sweet treat, and then I would finish with something else I could find in the pantry. My mother would come home and begin making dinner.

Ashamed, I would hide the food anywhere so my family could not tell I had been eating and then I would go eat dinner.

This was a common occurrence for me, but I had no idea that my habits were wrong or should point to an eating disorder. The only thing that I knew was wrong with me, was that I was gaining weight.

For the longest time, I thought an eating disorder was something that helped you lose weight unhealthily, not gain weight. It wasn't until I sat in a health class that I realized that there was anything wrong with me.

Education is so important in overcoming eating disorders. We are making such great strides about informing people about the dangers of eating disorders and positive body image.

It is so important that we start making Binge Eating Disorder a topic that is as known as anorexia and bulimia. No one ever discusses Binge Eating Disorder, not even the dangers of it, maybe if they had my life might have been different.

Maybe I would have found out about it earlier and could have gotten help before it got out of hand.

I wish I could say that I left that health class that day and never had a binge again. The truth is I binged several times after that, and still to this day I have an episode, although they are very rare.

It would be unrealistic to tell you that I overcame my eating disorder that day because it is a journey I am still completing. Every day presents a new challenge, and sometimes I fail, but I will succeed, and succeeding is worth a few failures.

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