What If You're Not Thriving You're Only Surviving?

What If You're Not Thriving You're Only Surviving?

Someday you'll thrive, but for now you have to just survive.

We’ve all seen the posts. Countless upon countless posts on all social media platforms of millennials saying how they’re #SurvivingNotThriving because of various tiny difficulties in their life. Maybe they didn’t do as well on a test as they were hoping, maybe their favorite brunch place was closed so they had to go to Denny’s instead. Whatever it may be, sometimes it’s overwhelming being on social media and sifting through all of the posts about how life just isn’t going the way that person wants right now. But, what if you are truly not thriving and you’re just merely surviving?

Lately, I have felt like this and not just because of trivial, day to day things. It’s hard to feel like you are genuinely thriving when the thought of getting up out of bed to brush your teeth exhausts you. Every minute of every day that you are not in bed and asleep drains the life out of you, no matter the workload on your plate. I have come to a point in my life where I feel stagnant, stuck and unable to get out of the rut I am currently in - I am the definition of the trendy hashtag. I am not squeezing every last drop out of the beautiful life I have like I should be.

It’s important to remember when you’re in seasons in your life like this, though, there will always be a way to pull yourself out of it. Despite the fact that I continually feel like I’m only surviving, I have hope for the future; a future where I suck the marrow out of life, a future where I fully and completely thrive. If you, too, feel the lowest of the low and that you are only #SurvivingNotThriving - keep the hope, cling to it.

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31 Reasons Why I Would NEVER Watch Season 2 Of '13 Reasons Why'

It does not effectively address mental illness, which is a major factor in suicide.

When I first started watching "13 Reasons Why" I was excited. I had struggled with depression and suicidal thoughts for a long time and thought this show would be bringing light to those issues. Instead, it triggered my feelings that I had suppressed.

With season two coming out soon, I have made up my mind that I am NEVER watching it, and here is why:

1. This show simplifies suicide as being a result of bullying, sexual assault, etc. when the issue is extremely more complex.

2. It does not effectively address mental illness, which is a major factor in suicide.

3. The American Foundation of Suicide Prevention has guidelines on how to portray suicides in TV shows and movies without causing more suicides.

"13 Reasons Why" disregarded those guidelines by graphically showing Hannah slitting her wrists.

4. It is triggering to those who have tried to commit suicide in the past or that struggle with mental illness.

5. It glorifies suicide.

6. It does not offer healthy coping solutions with trauma and bullying.

The only "solution" offered is suicide, which as mentioned above, is glorified by the show.

7. This show portrays Hannah as dramatic and attention-seeking, which creates the stereotype that people with suicidal thoughts are dramatic and seeking attention.

8. Hannah makes Clay and other people feel guilty for her death, which is inconsiderate and rude and NOT something most people who commit suicide would actually do.

9. This show treats suicide as revenge.

In reality, suicide is the feeling of hopelessness and depression, and it's a personal decision.

10. Hannah blames everyone but herself for her death, but suicide is a choice made by people who commit it.

Yes, sexual assault and bullying can be a factor in suicidal thoughts, but committing suicide is completely in the hands of the individual.

11. Skye justifies self-harm by saying, "It's what you do instead of killing yourself."

12. Hannah's school counselor disregards the clear signs of her being suicidal, which is against the law and not something any professional would do.

13. The show is not realistic.

14. To be honest, I didn't even enjoy the acting.

15. The characters are underdeveloped.

16. "13 Reasons Why" alludes that Clay's love could have saved Hannah, which is also unrealistic.

17. There are unnecessary plot lines that don't even advance the main plot.

18. No one in the show deals with their problems.

They all push them off onto other people (which, by the way, is NOT HEALTHY!!!).

19. There is not at any point in the show encouragement that life after high school is better.

20. I find the show offensive to not only me, but also to everyone who has struggled with suicidal thoughts.

21. The show is gory and violent, and I don't like that kind of thing.

22. By watching the show, you basically get a step-by-step guide on how to commit suicide.

Which, again, is against guidelines set by The American Foundation of Suicide Prevention.

23. The show offers no resources for those who have similar issues to Hannah.

24. It is not healthy for me or anyone else to watch "13 Reasons Why."

25. Not only does the show glorify suicide, but it also glorifies self-harm as an alternative to suicide.

26. Other characters don't help Hannah when she reaches out to them, which could discourage viewers from reaching out.

27. Hannah doesn't leave a tape for her parents, and even though the tapes were mostly bad, I still think the show's writers should have included a goodbye to her parents.

28. It simplifies suicide.

29. The show is tactless, in my opinion.

30. I feel like the show writers did not do any research on the topic of suicide or mental illness, and "13 Reasons Why" suffered because of lack of research.

31. I will not be watching season two mostly because I am bitter about the tastelessness.

And I do not want there to be enough views for them to make a season three and impact even more people in a negative way.

If you or someone you know is contemplating suicide, call the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 800-273-8255.
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What My Depression Looks Like

What a typical day in a depressive episode looks like for me.

I've struggled with depression since I was 12 years old. I will be turning 21 this summer, and my depression has not, and will not, ever go away. Within the past few years, especially during my time at college, I have become more acutely aware of my depression, mainly because it never leaves me alone. When I was 18, I was prescribed Lexapro for my depression and anxiety, and within a year, my medication changed to Zoloft. Though I have sought therapy and have taken anti-depressants, I still suffer from depressive days. This is what a typical day in a depressive episode might look like for me:

I wake up in the morning after hitting my snooze consistently for the past hour or so. I roll over, turn off the alarm and stare at the ceiling. I don't think; I just lay there. After some time goes by (provided I don't go back to sleep), I find the energy to rouse myself from my bed and trudge to the shower. I turn the knob on the shower and stand under it for what seems like forever. I don't care about the time, I just care about how the warmth comforts me and allows me to exist in an almost womb-like state. I rest my head on the wall of the shower wonder if I will even have the energy to put on clothes and go to class.

If I am not late, by some miracle, I will find clothes clean enough to pass and run my fingers through my hair. If I make it around to brushing my teeth, I dare not look in the mirror. If I look in the mirror, I will hate what I see, and I don't have the energy to hate anything right now.

If I don't miss my class, I will sit in lecture and doodle on my paper. The professor's notes will come and go, like a river that brings new water and clears the old as it flows, leaving no information behind. The minutes will seem to drag on forever, and I find myself staring at the clock, wondering when I can go back to my dorm room and let myself be empty.

Class after class goes by, and I sit there staring blankly as the professor lectures so passionately about the subject. I think to myself, I wish I could be passionate about something. I wish I could feel anything at all. By this point it is mid-afternoon, class is over, and I find myself growing hungry. I pass by the cafeteria and the other restaurants on campus without batting an eye. Food looks awful. It turns my stomach, and my brain rewards me for not eating. My brain says, "Good, you didn't need that bagel, you wouldn't want to get fat."

I neglect my homework for the day. I have no more energy left. My bed still exists in its messy, unmade state from this morning, and I crawl back into it without hesitation. Should I remain undisturbed, I will quickly fall asleep. If my friends call or text, I'll tell them that I have a cold and don't want to go out. I learned a long time ago that a physical illness is taken a lot more seriously than a mental one.

I sleep for hours on end. Eight hours of sleep become 12, then 15, then 20, and even then I am still exhausted. My sleep takes me away from a place shrouded in hues of gray and at least lets me live in a fantasy world for a time. My friends stop seeing me around. The calls to my boyfriend become shorter and shorter or stop completely. My mom asks me what I've had to eat today.

When I tell people "I'm sorry, I'm having a depressive episode," they ask me why I'm not better. They scoff and tell me to stop feeling sorry for myself. That my problems aren't as bad as I'm making them out to be. I try to explain to them that my brain doesn't function normally, and I cannot help the way I feel. They never listen.

Sometimes I wish I could just sleep forever.

Please do not be afraid to reach out to your friends and loved ones when they are battling depression. Together we are stronger than the demons that live inside of our minds. Depression works in silence, and we can defeat it by talking openly about it. It is time that we erase the stigma.

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