Hello there everyone!
You know when someone says the right word at the perfect time and that person makes your day? Well, what about those times when that person says something that maybe is not the right thing to say at the time? How long do we think about it? Is it just a day too? Or does it go on for longer?
Why is it that we always focus on the bad things most of time....and it takes a lot more effort to be recognized for something good we have accomplished. For example, why do teachers call parents when their son or daughter is doing bad in school but not when they have excellent marks?
I was just thinking....can we not tell everyone we talk to one good thing about them and why we appreciate them? Does it take that much effort? So much effort, yet we are very skilled in criticizing others....
How many times do we ACTUALLY know we have said the wrong thing, and we try and try to apologize yet the person doesnt accept it? What if you are one of those people? Why cant you say its ok, I forgive you? Why is it that it takes so much to accept someone with their faults too?
I just wrote many many questions, and I am sorry if you are not the "thinking" type. I just had not done it before, so I just wanted to see how it would go. I believe that all of us are beautiful and will be able to accomplish great things, and that all we need at times is a little push.
Every one of you is so valuable....and if it werent for you, I could not be writing this, so thank you.
As I have mentioned, my email is tweetie_girl20@yahoo.com
Dont hesitate to email me!!
I love you all soo much!
Girl
p.s: I almost forgot the song for this post, it is Keep Holding On - Avril Lavigne
Monday, March 28, 2011
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Not only for parents, BUT IF YOU ARE A PARENT... please read :)
Oh my goodness I cannot believe the countries that are seeing my blog! Right now I just checked, and it is Russia, Singapore, Hungary, India, Phillipines, Australia and Belarus!! I am honestly so honoured by all of your views, it makes me extremely happy that someone would want to read it. The country that has most seen it is the States. I dont know, I just thought I would let you know :)
How about you guys know that each and every ONE of you is beautiful? I mean, I dont know what the age groups of the people reading this are, but I mean, even if you are 13, 14, 19, 36, 49, 58, whatever! You are beautiful. I had the discussion the other day with a wonderful boy, whom I am most proud of about this. What is considered beautiful? This is what I told him: "The word beautiful can have many meanings, and it all depends on what you want it to be. You can think of beautiful as something commonly known as that by society. Or you can make beautiful based on your own standards. Based on what you personally have been through and you know takes a lot of courage. Something unique, something worth recognizing. Something or someone worth telling the rest of the world about it. For me, beautiful is someone who is strong, who struggles against themselves at times, and against others, but knows that he/she will get through that. Anyone and everyone, no matter the race, background, anything, that can show an inner strength and caring for others. Physical beauty is the most overrated of them all. You can get a plastic surgery and you're pretty. But does that make you truly beautiful? Just because you got that, does that mean you now will give yourself to help others, now because you are pretty? "
What do you think about the word Beautiful? I promised you I wrote that and the boy that read it is truly beautiful. Before I forget, please dont forget to do the poll in the left please. I love seeing your feedback.
These past few days seem to have been tough for everyone and I am sure for you too, but there are better days just ahead, you just wait and see! I know that no matter what there is a light at the end of the tunnel.
I have no clue if there are parents reading this or just teenagers, but IF YOU ARE A PARENT please let your son or daughter know how much you love them. Dont take your anger out on them just because you can, you would be surprised at how much it hurts. Even if you know for sure that your son or daughter is not depressed or cutting or has an eating disorder or suffers from anxiety, there is no harm in saying I Love You to them, but only do it if you truly mean it. We can tell if you dont.
Alright, oh how I wish parents could read this. Anywho peeps, dont forget you can always email me at tweetie_girl20@yahoo.com I will always be here to listen to you and help as much as I possibly can. Its hard to believe but I want to. <3
The song for this occasion is Perfect - P!NK. There is no words to describe how much that song touched my heart and it holds a special place. I'm sorry if I already posted it (I dont think I did) BUT if i did, it is worth listening to it again!
I love you all so much
Know that once you feel that you are at an all time low, it can only get better
Keep your head up high!
Girl
How about you guys know that each and every ONE of you is beautiful? I mean, I dont know what the age groups of the people reading this are, but I mean, even if you are 13, 14, 19, 36, 49, 58, whatever! You are beautiful. I had the discussion the other day with a wonderful boy, whom I am most proud of about this. What is considered beautiful? This is what I told him: "The word beautiful can have many meanings, and it all depends on what you want it to be. You can think of beautiful as something commonly known as that by society. Or you can make beautiful based on your own standards. Based on what you personally have been through and you know takes a lot of courage. Something unique, something worth recognizing. Something or someone worth telling the rest of the world about it. For me, beautiful is someone who is strong, who struggles against themselves at times, and against others, but knows that he/she will get through that. Anyone and everyone, no matter the race, background, anything, that can show an inner strength and caring for others. Physical beauty is the most overrated of them all. You can get a plastic surgery and you're pretty. But does that make you truly beautiful? Just because you got that, does that mean you now will give yourself to help others, now because you are pretty? "
What do you think about the word Beautiful? I promised you I wrote that and the boy that read it is truly beautiful. Before I forget, please dont forget to do the poll in the left please. I love seeing your feedback.
These past few days seem to have been tough for everyone and I am sure for you too, but there are better days just ahead, you just wait and see! I know that no matter what there is a light at the end of the tunnel.
I have no clue if there are parents reading this or just teenagers, but IF YOU ARE A PARENT please let your son or daughter know how much you love them. Dont take your anger out on them just because you can, you would be surprised at how much it hurts. Even if you know for sure that your son or daughter is not depressed or cutting or has an eating disorder or suffers from anxiety, there is no harm in saying I Love You to them, but only do it if you truly mean it. We can tell if you dont.
Alright, oh how I wish parents could read this. Anywho peeps, dont forget you can always email me at tweetie_girl20@yahoo.com I will always be here to listen to you and help as much as I possibly can. Its hard to believe but I want to. <3
The song for this occasion is Perfect - P!NK. There is no words to describe how much that song touched my heart and it holds a special place. I'm sorry if I already posted it (I dont think I did) BUT if i did, it is worth listening to it again!
I love you all so much
Know that once you feel that you are at an all time low, it can only get better
Keep your head up high!
Girl
Saturday, March 19, 2011
I owe you possibly my life
It was late august of 2009. I was working. The Jonas Brothers were in town that day and everyone that walked in the store was wearing something related to them. I was on cash and so was this other girl. Then a miraculous moment came. The customers were gone, and we could breathe. Ah! It was close to the concert time. Thats why! So I was pretty new at my job then and she had been working there for two years. She had just graduated high school. I was about to start grade 11. We started talking about how much we disliked the jonas brothers...and we laughed and talked while waiting for customers. By the end of the shift we had created a good workmate relationship. Sadly, it was her last shift. She was going off to University 8 hours away, since school started that next week. I decided that I wanted to keep in touch once in a while. We exchanged msn's. I added her the next week and we just started talking about her moving, and things like that. Nothing too serious.
Then came October 14, 2009. I had a doctor's appointment. One of those regular ones you go to. My parents were with me. The doctor asks me how I was and I break down crying. My parents looked very confused and so did the doctor to be honest. You might wonder, what was that al about? Well, it had been a long time since I had felt that someone honestly cared enough to know if I was doing alright. Now, I dont really remember if I felt like he cared but at that moment I did. I couldnt stop crying that day, all the doctor appointment (oh, and there was a practicing medicine student there too. Yay for good timing), all the ride home, all night.
When I got home, after dinner, I go on the computer and (thinking stupidly) I sign on to msn. I didnt want to talk to anybody, it was just something I do out of regularity. Kim starts talking to me. I say hi back. She asks me how I was, and at that point I didnt care. I said I was ok. She noticed something was wrong and asks me. And for some really really bizarre reason I end up telling her. Everything. From the very beggining. I trusted her and she was the only one there at the time. I knew she would leave eventually, but at that moment I didnt care. I had no one to turn to. But guess what? She didnt go anywhere. Every. Single. Day. She was there, she asked me how I was. She lived 8 hours away, yet I had never felt closer to anyone. We would videocall, call by cellphone( even though it was long distance) and text and msn non-stop. I really mean it when I say non-stop. From the time the first one of us would wake up until the last one of us would fall asleep.
And the cycle continued from that moment on until may of 2010. She was there with me through my highs when I felt confident enough and through my all time lows....where nothing anyone would say could comfort me. She could. It was not long after I first told her everything that she shared that she had gone through the exact same thing. At my age too, and we shared many similarities without even knowing it. We became really close, and we would "take each other everywhere". (By text of course). We said we were like sisters, because she was not just a friend. It is so hard to explain if you have not met her.
Thinking back on it, it was such the weight that I must have put on her. Every. Freaking. Single. Day. At every time a day, and all the time. She was in first year of nursing and it's really hard, and she was dealing (and still is) with a long distance relationship. Dealing with university and me. I dont know how she did it. We were there for each other a lot. And I helped her many times way deep into the night when she would breakdown. I thought we were inseparable, but I was wrong.
I owe her possibly my life.
I love you Kim.
She will never read this.
Girl
p.s: I miss you :(
Then came October 14, 2009. I had a doctor's appointment. One of those regular ones you go to. My parents were with me. The doctor asks me how I was and I break down crying. My parents looked very confused and so did the doctor to be honest. You might wonder, what was that al about? Well, it had been a long time since I had felt that someone honestly cared enough to know if I was doing alright. Now, I dont really remember if I felt like he cared but at that moment I did. I couldnt stop crying that day, all the doctor appointment (oh, and there was a practicing medicine student there too. Yay for good timing), all the ride home, all night.
When I got home, after dinner, I go on the computer and (thinking stupidly) I sign on to msn. I didnt want to talk to anybody, it was just something I do out of regularity. Kim starts talking to me. I say hi back. She asks me how I was, and at that point I didnt care. I said I was ok. She noticed something was wrong and asks me. And for some really really bizarre reason I end up telling her. Everything. From the very beggining. I trusted her and she was the only one there at the time. I knew she would leave eventually, but at that moment I didnt care. I had no one to turn to. But guess what? She didnt go anywhere. Every. Single. Day. She was there, she asked me how I was. She lived 8 hours away, yet I had never felt closer to anyone. We would videocall, call by cellphone( even though it was long distance) and text and msn non-stop. I really mean it when I say non-stop. From the time the first one of us would wake up until the last one of us would fall asleep.
And the cycle continued from that moment on until may of 2010. She was there with me through my highs when I felt confident enough and through my all time lows....where nothing anyone would say could comfort me. She could. It was not long after I first told her everything that she shared that she had gone through the exact same thing. At my age too, and we shared many similarities without even knowing it. We became really close, and we would "take each other everywhere". (By text of course). We said we were like sisters, because she was not just a friend. It is so hard to explain if you have not met her.
Thinking back on it, it was such the weight that I must have put on her. Every. Freaking. Single. Day. At every time a day, and all the time. She was in first year of nursing and it's really hard, and she was dealing (and still is) with a long distance relationship. Dealing with university and me. I dont know how she did it. We were there for each other a lot. And I helped her many times way deep into the night when she would breakdown. I thought we were inseparable, but I was wrong.
I owe her possibly my life.
I love you Kim.
She will never read this.
Girl
p.s: I miss you :(
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
What is YOUR opinion?
I wanted to start by thanking those of you who know I am sick, and have sent me wishes to get better. I slowly am getting better, but it's no fun to be sick. But thank you for your wishes! As well, I just checked my stats for the blog and there's readers from France and Netherlands!!! wow, thank you guys!
There is something I kind of wanted to talk about (and my next post will be the story about the girl who was there for me, someone asked for it, so I shall write about it).
I know that in many places (where I live included) the government is starting to realize the impact of mental health in teenagers (took them a while and a couple teenage suicides). Anyways, they are saying how awareness is the most important way to spend their money so society knows it is a big issue that needs to be addressed. I was just wondering what you guys think? Is it the best idea to put all that money into pure awareness?
Here's my opinion: I think that yes awareness is important, but not as important as helping those who are personally affected by it. To me, it's just kind of putting a bandaid on a bigger problem. The money should be invested in programs designed to actually help those teenagers, instead of just acknowledging the fact that they need help. For many, it is scary to ask for help (whereas it be your best friend, your parents, teacher, counsellor, etc). Many of us did not trust those people who wanted to "help". And the fact that it is so expensive didnt help either. More than acknowledging the problem, the money should help to potentially solve it. What do you guys think? I welcome all opinions! What would help YOU personally if the government were to spend money on this?
This post is dedicated to all of those who have taken the first step in getting better, and letting someone know. I am proud of you!! <3
The song for this post is By your side - Tokio Hotel. Very good song!
I care about you guys!
Girl
p.s: please leave a message with your opinion! :)
There is something I kind of wanted to talk about (and my next post will be the story about the girl who was there for me, someone asked for it, so I shall write about it).
I know that in many places (where I live included) the government is starting to realize the impact of mental health in teenagers (took them a while and a couple teenage suicides). Anyways, they are saying how awareness is the most important way to spend their money so society knows it is a big issue that needs to be addressed. I was just wondering what you guys think? Is it the best idea to put all that money into pure awareness?
Here's my opinion: I think that yes awareness is important, but not as important as helping those who are personally affected by it. To me, it's just kind of putting a bandaid on a bigger problem. The money should be invested in programs designed to actually help those teenagers, instead of just acknowledging the fact that they need help. For many, it is scary to ask for help (whereas it be your best friend, your parents, teacher, counsellor, etc). Many of us did not trust those people who wanted to "help". And the fact that it is so expensive didnt help either. More than acknowledging the problem, the money should help to potentially solve it. What do you guys think? I welcome all opinions! What would help YOU personally if the government were to spend money on this?
This post is dedicated to all of those who have taken the first step in getting better, and letting someone know. I am proud of you!! <3
The song for this post is By your side - Tokio Hotel. Very good song!
I care about you guys!
Girl
p.s: please leave a message with your opinion! :)
Monday, March 14, 2011
Who says you're not worth it
I was on the computer the other day surfing the web (as usual) and I stumbled upon Selena Gomez's new song Who says. It's really amazing what the lyrics say, and sometimes it is just what you need to hear. So if you are having a bad day or need some cheering up, that's the song to go to right now.
If you havent seen it already, please take a look at the poll on the side. I just want to see how many people turn to what when they need help. so PLEASE PLEASE just do that little poll. You can choose as many options as you want, because I know sometimes it takes more than one thing to feel better. In fact, if you can do that right now, and then keep reading that would be awesome!
So, I was trying to think of ways other than cutting like some alternatives for those of you who want to stop but dont really know how. I found a couple (you can take them or leave em , up to you!) So what about squishing an ice cube, or rubbing it where you would cut. Or instead of using something sharp, use a soft red pen. (Make sure it is soft though!). Or ripping up newspaper. Or drawing with a red pen and even drawing drops if you need to. Or the old classic of punching a pillow. \
I have no idea if those all or none work, because I never used them personally, but if you use of something else or you figured one of these works for you, please let me know by posting it in a comment below!
WHICH brings me to the point that now everyone can comment!! I switched the settings to everyone so that you all can participate if you want.
AS WELL dont forget that you can always email me at tweetie_girl20@yahoo.com I will reply to you! Dont be afraid to!
Love you all!!
Girl
If you havent seen it already, please take a look at the poll on the side. I just want to see how many people turn to what when they need help. so PLEASE PLEASE just do that little poll. You can choose as many options as you want, because I know sometimes it takes more than one thing to feel better. In fact, if you can do that right now, and then keep reading that would be awesome!
So, I was trying to think of ways other than cutting like some alternatives for those of you who want to stop but dont really know how. I found a couple (you can take them or leave em , up to you!) So what about squishing an ice cube, or rubbing it where you would cut. Or instead of using something sharp, use a soft red pen. (Make sure it is soft though!). Or ripping up newspaper. Or drawing with a red pen and even drawing drops if you need to. Or the old classic of punching a pillow. \
I have no idea if those all or none work, because I never used them personally, but if you use of something else or you figured one of these works for you, please let me know by posting it in a comment below!
WHICH brings me to the point that now everyone can comment!! I switched the settings to everyone so that you all can participate if you want.
AS WELL dont forget that you can always email me at tweetie_girl20@yahoo.com I will reply to you! Dont be afraid to!
Love you all!!
Girl
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
You were born this way :)
I wanted to talk about two things today mainly. I'll start with the good, middle is what is worrying me, and lastly good :)
Lately, I have been getting lots of heartfelt compliments from many different people. Either by text, email, on the blog a couple, and just in person too. Many people that dont know me are asking me why I want to help so much. And the ones that do, are just grateful to have me (or so they say :P) I've had a couple of crying friends and many many emails. I love you guys all for coming to me, it honestly makes me feel happy that you guys can trust someone, and even if that is not me, never forget that you have to trust at least someone. You HAVE to know that you are not alone. I CANNOT stress that enough. So when they ask me, this is what I say. I thought I would just share it with you. I help (or try to) because I feel the need to give. As I have mentioned before, I went through depression, eating disorder and panic attacks. For three years, I dealt with it on my own. Just like many of you, I felt like no one cared, like I was alone and that if I spoke out I would be made fun of and judged. But for the last year (the year I had to battle against it the hardest), I was not alone. I was helped by someone who was a complete stranger to me at the time. She was with me through EVERYTHING. Highs and lows. She helped me get over it. And I owe her soooooo much. I cannot even describe the impact she had on my life. If you guys want to know more about it just ask me on ere as a comment and I'll post one on the story of what happened. So I feel like the need to pass on that caring feeling, is to give it to others who so desperately need it. I figured the best way to do that was by making a yahoo account and this blog. Since people usually open up better over the computer. So, that is the truth. I want to help you. Even if you dont contact me, through here too.
Actually, I decided against it. I dont want to talk about things :) at least just yet.
If you havent listened to it yet go do this now...listen to Born this way - Lady Gaga. Even if you dont like her music, go read up the lyrics. Honestly, they are worth it. It's a beautiful song.
Love you guys!
Girl
p.s: My email is tweetie_girl20@yahoo.com :) Email me! or comment. I made it open for anonymously too.
Lately, I have been getting lots of heartfelt compliments from many different people. Either by text, email, on the blog a couple, and just in person too. Many people that dont know me are asking me why I want to help so much. And the ones that do, are just grateful to have me (or so they say :P) I've had a couple of crying friends and many many emails. I love you guys all for coming to me, it honestly makes me feel happy that you guys can trust someone, and even if that is not me, never forget that you have to trust at least someone. You HAVE to know that you are not alone. I CANNOT stress that enough. So when they ask me, this is what I say. I thought I would just share it with you. I help (or try to) because I feel the need to give. As I have mentioned before, I went through depression, eating disorder and panic attacks. For three years, I dealt with it on my own. Just like many of you, I felt like no one cared, like I was alone and that if I spoke out I would be made fun of and judged. But for the last year (the year I had to battle against it the hardest), I was not alone. I was helped by someone who was a complete stranger to me at the time. She was with me through EVERYTHING. Highs and lows. She helped me get over it. And I owe her soooooo much. I cannot even describe the impact she had on my life. If you guys want to know more about it just ask me on ere as a comment and I'll post one on the story of what happened. So I feel like the need to pass on that caring feeling, is to give it to others who so desperately need it. I figured the best way to do that was by making a yahoo account and this blog. Since people usually open up better over the computer. So, that is the truth. I want to help you. Even if you dont contact me, through here too.
Actually, I decided against it. I dont want to talk about things :) at least just yet.
If you havent listened to it yet go do this now...listen to Born this way - Lady Gaga. Even if you dont like her music, go read up the lyrics. Honestly, they are worth it. It's a beautiful song.
Love you guys!
Girl
p.s: My email is tweetie_girl20@yahoo.com :) Email me! or comment. I made it open for anonymously too.
Friday, March 4, 2011
A problem that needs to be talked about
Lately I have been talking to different people. And i'm starting to find a common denominator. Cutting. It seems like many of you go to that when you cant take it anymore. Like you have no other option. But it is not true, that is NOT your only option. In fact, it shouldnt be even an option. But I dont want to judge :) And I wont. You could talk to someone. A close friend, a family member, there are many people you can open up to. Me included. Never hesitate to talk to me if you want to. I can assure you will not be the first one to.
Not only do you have to talk if you dont want to, but there are things you can DO. You can practice one of your "old hobbies" because it is most likely that you dont do them anymore, or you find no interest in them. But give them a try again! You will see that after a couple of times you will start to redevelop your liking for them. In another post, I posted things that different types of people usually like to do, so you can check that out! :)
I want to start a new thing (as well as the song sharing) is that I want to dedicate each post to someone who has been through a lot lately and is working towards overcoming it! This one is dedicated to MATT. Stay strong boy, it will all be ok. You are not alone. It will get better!
The song I want to share is Everybody-Ingrid Michaelson. It is an amazing song that talks about how we all need to feel loved at some point. And it really boosts you up! :)
Take care everybody and dont forget to smile! <3
Girl
Not only do you have to talk if you dont want to, but there are things you can DO. You can practice one of your "old hobbies" because it is most likely that you dont do them anymore, or you find no interest in them. But give them a try again! You will see that after a couple of times you will start to redevelop your liking for them. In another post, I posted things that different types of people usually like to do, so you can check that out! :)
I want to start a new thing (as well as the song sharing) is that I want to dedicate each post to someone who has been through a lot lately and is working towards overcoming it! This one is dedicated to MATT. Stay strong boy, it will all be ok. You are not alone. It will get better!
The song I want to share is Everybody-Ingrid Michaelson. It is an amazing song that talks about how we all need to feel loved at some point. And it really boosts you up! :)
Take care everybody and dont forget to smile! <3
Girl
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