To The Girl Who Skipped The Party Stage, And The Girl Who Didn't

To The Girl Who Skipped The Party Stage, And The Girl Who Didn't

You're both missing the point.
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To the girl who skipped the party stage and the girl who didn't:

I wanna tell you a story because I think we've created these labels and categories and somehow shoved ourselves and others into them based on our behavior and social choices.

And that's cool, but it's not helping anyone.


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When I was in college, I fit into both these categories at one point. For a few months, I tried living both simultaneously if you can imagine it. My freshman year, I danced on table tops, laughed til 3 a.m. with girls I hardly knew, ordered pizza at 4 a.m., and woke up the next day trying to piece together the night. At times, I drank so much that I wanted nothing more than to hide my face, crawl under a rock, and pay rent to the rock troll until the end of the century.

Maybe you've been there, maybe not.

Then I realized I wanted to pull my life together and be known as a good girl but couldn't quite figure out how to do that. I wanted something more than hangovers but couldn't shake the FOMO. Several times, I lied to cover my own butt and then had to bashfully admit to it later. I went to frat parties, danced with random boys, stumbled home, and then tried to protect my reputation as the girl who could hold it all together.

I lived a double life for several months because I wanted to make everybody happy.

Actually, one time, I decided that it was better to drink too much wine than too much hard liquor and I settled for that life... because I wanted people to like me but I didn't wanna be ratchet. So there's that.

Ugh. Isn't it crazy what we do to look one way but live another? But you know when and how I experienced freedom from that double life? I opened up about it. I called out the little monster for what it was. Then I tried to deny it again...but then I finally let myself just sit in it.

No, I didn't fix anything in 30 seconds. Actually, I didn't believe I needed "fixing" but instead that I needed faith in who I was designed to be. Slowly, I felt an earth-shattering shift in my desires because, hi, Jesus.

And when I eventually lost the desire to party altogether, I was not any more qualified or better than the girl who didn't.


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So if you're the party girl, I'm not here to tell you to clean up your life. I am here to tell you to let your little monsters out of the dark corner and into the Light. Look deeper. Why do you party? Because it brings you complete and total fulfillment? Or because the world around you says you should and presents it as the only good option?

And if you're not the party girl, I'm not here to tell you you've made it, either. You might have little ugly monsters hiding in your heart, too. None of us are better than the other. You may be better off without the toxins your bodies and the pressure partying puts on your heart, but never better than. I challenge you, too. Why are you not partying? Is it to uphold an image or reputation? Or because you've genuinely found freedom from the peer pressure and placed your identity in something more?

You see, whether you're the fun and flirty girl dancing on tabletops or the lonely girl feeling like the biggest loser alone on Friday night, freedom is for you, too. And there's always more to the story because you weren't made to fit into a category just because college says the only two options are to:

1. Party.

2. Not party.

I'd like to argue there's a better party than the pity party and the frat party. And you're invited to it regardless of your past or present party status. It's a party that peels off the sticky labels the world has slapped on you. It's a party that switches your entire position and identity from death to life, dark to light, and pride to purpose. It's a party orchestrated by the Creator Himself simply because He loves you when you're a hot mess and when you're all primped and poised.

And maybe you just need to RSVP to that party.

So put on your big girl pants and your party hat, crack open a window, pull that dang door open, let light the Light in, and step into who you were made to be -- even if you're shaking with wobbly knees.

It's worth it. Cross my heart.

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Weight is defined as the quantity of matter contained by a body or object. Weight does not define your self-worth, ambition or potential.

So many girls strive for validation through the various numbers associated with body image and it's really so sad seeing such beautiful, incredible women become discouraged over a few numbers that don't measure anything of true significance.

Yes, it is important to live a healthy lifestyle. Yes, it is important to take care of yourself. However, taking care of yourself includes your mental health as well. Neglecting either your mental or physical health will inflict problems on the other. It's very easy to get caught up in the idea that you're too heavy or too thin, which results in you possibly mistreating your body in some way.

Your body is your special, beautiful temple. It harbors all of your thoughts, feelings, characteristics, and ideas. Without it, you wouldn't be you. If you so wish to change it in a healthy way, then, by all means, go ahead. With that being said, don't make changes to impress or please someone else. You are the only person who is in charge of your body. No one else has the right to tell you whether or not your body is good enough. If you don't satisfy their standards, then you don't need that sort of negative influence in your life. That sort of manipulation and control is extremely unhealthy in its own regard.

Do not hold back on things you love or want to do because of how you interpret your body. You are enough. You are more than enough. You are more than your exterior. You are your inner being, your spirit. A smile and confidence are the most beautiful things you can wear.

It's not about the size of your jeans. It's about the size of your mind and heart. Embrace your body, observe and adore every curve, bone and stretch mark. Wear what makes you feel happy and comfortable in your own skin. Do your hair and makeup (or don't do either) to your heart's desire. Wear the crop top you've been eyeing up in that store window. Want a bikini body? Put a bikini on your body, simple.

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Yes It's Father’s Day, No My Dad Is Not Here For It, And Yes He Will Still Be Celebrated

Everyone lives a different life, has a different story, and has different pain, but I think one thing most people can agree on, is that special days without loved ones suck.

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I wrote about my dad before, something that was simply for me, and it was heard by so many others. It had so many shares, comments, and love surrounding it.

People in different states ended up reaching out to me, and people I knew but didn't expect to hear from too. What this all reminded me of, was that I have more support and people who relate to me than I realize.

So many people don't grow up with a father figure, and I can only imagine how hard that is, but imagine the pain of having a great dad, who was just suddenly taken from you.

Death is a part of life, I know that, but that doesn't mean that it hurts any less when you lose someone, especially when they're so young and it's unexpected. Father's Day is now a reminder that one of my best friends is no longer here, and that my mom is now playing both roles (which she does a great job at) but it's not the same.

Pain is pain, but the kind that never truly ends, and comes and goes whenever it pleases, the kind you know oh so well if you lose someone you love, is one of the strongest forms you'll ever know. This is the pain myself and many others will feel this Sunday as we celebrate Father's Day without our dads.

Holidays always bring that pain a little closer to the surface and have you feeling a ton of emotions like a rollercoaster. Father's Day now is a day full of memories flashing through your mind, and watching other's post new pics, while all you have are recurring pictures from your youth.

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