Thank you for all the good luck wishes on my interviews—after months of interviews and phone calls and nothing panning out, I got both of these jobs, and I was equally excited for both.
One will be doing customer care for a wedding/events company, which is an industry I LOVE so I’m super happy about that. The company is big on charity work and has been featured in publications like Modern Bride and Martha Stewart magazines, and has clients like Swarovski, Mercedes and other big names, so I’m happy to be a part of it.
I wasn’t given the position I wanted with the other location, but was really excited to hear that they opened another position for me. I’ll be working with youth in the Bay Area in regards to suicide prevention. This is something really close to my heart and I’m so glad I was picked for this.
My life is about to change drastically come Monday morning. It’s scary and awesome at the same time.
i got TWO messages today from people—i didn’t publish them because i didn’t know if that’s what they wanted, it’s a private subject—saying that they really appreciated me taking the time to write them messages when they wrote posts about needing help or someone to talk to.
i’m not sharing this to be like, “look at how awesome i am!” […although……….just kidding]. i’m sharing it because i wrote to both of these people at least 3 months ago, and they’re telling me now that they’ve never forgotten those messages and that it helped them to know somebody cared.
it is 100% worth it to take 2 minutes to write a simple, “are you ok?” or “need to vent, let me know” or even just “hey, i care!” when someone is down. i try to do that with each of you, and sometimes i miss the opportunity if i don’t see a post, but if i do see it, i’ll at least give you one of these bad boys: “<3” so you know i read it and that i care.
i am so happy right now that both of these people decided to share with me that i was able to touch them. this is the best feeling. so thank you. and to anyone wondering, “should i comment on someone’s post and see if they’re alright?”
“Hug people, not toilet bowls.”
A girl I knew, who suffered from bulimia, used to say this in the hospital, everyday, to herself in the mirror. She said it made her smile, and reminded her that people hug back, toilet bowls don’t.
It’s not meant to be a joke, or to offend anyone, and mind you, I didn’t come up with it, I’m just the photographer. But I think it portrays bulimia very well. The toilet becomes one of your best friends when you have bulimia. And the people who were your friends slowly begin to fade away in your life until that toilet bowl becomes one of the most important things in your life.
I wanted to post this for my followers who are suffering from bulimia; maybe it’ll help one of you look at things in a different way <3
i’m lucky to have lots of people who support my need/want to get back into shape, but one of my favorites is the elderly security guard at work, bob. if i didn’t already have an awesome grandfather, i would wish for bob. i don’t mean to sound super creepy, but goddammit, i love this guy.
i told him about how james and i are competing against each other, and he thinks it’s an awesome idea since we’ll be able to not only motivate one another but also push each other to try harder. but besides that, bob says the sweetest shit—i came in today and announced that i had a veggie plate and granola as my snacks, and bob burst out with, “i am so proud of you! you’re doing so well. i know you’re going to do great with this! day 3 will turn into many more!” and when we discussed the fact that i’m a little stressed over my job situation, he said, “darling, you’re going to get lucky. you’ll be fine. keep looking and it will come to you.”
I LOVE BOB. everyone needs an old security guy to back them up! …wait, what?
But that’s okay.
Don’t get mad at your friends or family when they tell you to eat. Be glad that you have people who love you enough to do it. You aren’t ‘alone’ because they’re telling you something you don’t want to hear, you have people who care enough about you to take the risk of you being angry at them to defend your safety and maybe even your life.
Before I began using Tumblr I had no idea how many girls out there suffered from eating disorders; it’s depressing to log in and witness it firsthand every day.
I see people pushing others away because they don’t want to be told, “You need food and water in your body; stop starving yourself.” That isn’t people attacking you, that’s people loving you.
I don’t support the disease, but I do support those who want to overcome it.
On May 14th a few of my friends and I will be participating in the CureSearch Walk in San Francisco to raise funds for childrens’ cancer research. If you could donate anything to our team, or pass the word along, I would really appreciate it!
35 children are diagnosed DAILY with pediatric cancer and 7 of those children will not survive it. Cancer is the leading cause of death by disease in children. While the cure rate is now 78% (up by 30% in the last 20 years), it is not good enough.
Any donation amount is appreciated. Thank you all in advance <3
My personal page can be found here:
I’m helping out a family friend with a current psychology project and was wondering if I could enlist the help of some of my super amazing followers?
All you have to do is send me one thing about yourself that absolutely nobody else knows. It can be anything—that you dance around in your room naked, that you have a secret addiction, that you wish you were someone else, that you’re still in love with Nick Carter—doesn’t matter.
Things to know:
- You DO NOT have to use your username when sending me your submission; using the anonymous option is fine. However, if you DO have your username showing it WILL NOT be used in any way, shape or form.
- Please do write your age with your submission.
- There is no character limit; you can write as much or as little as you’d like to.
- Your ‘confession’ won’t be posted here on my blog at any point, so nobody’s dash will be spammed with these and nobody’s private entries will be revealed to everyone on my Tumblr!
Your submission may be later used in a book that will become published; if so, you will be notified of this if you have chosen to have your username and/or contact info showing =]
I’d appreciate any reblogs! And of course, any and all submissions.
Thank you, in advance <3
The past 4 days or so have been a bit of a downer. I’m not feeling happy with my body, my progress, or my journey in general. I know this will pass and I’m not sure what brought it on, because usually I’m so pleased with what I’ve done so far and what I’m continuing to do, but right now I’m just not happy with it.
Words of encouragement, please? You guys help to keep me motivated. Even if it’s ‘stop being an emo bitch and get on the treadmill,’ I will appreciate it; cheering myself up isn’t working so well.
guys, can you please share some arm workouts or ideas for losing weight in your arms that have worked for you?
i’m probably going to be familiar with most of the suggestions but i’m interested to see what other people have done/are doing.
i’m considering spending a decent amount of time per day, maybe around a half hour, doing exercises with the punching bag and lifting my kettlebell. once the weight in my upper arms is gone or at least toned up i’ll be super happy.
any new ideas?
for those asking advice, i say this:
ASK FOR HELP WHEN YOU NEED IT.
don’t be embarrassed to say to someone else, “i need you to tell me not to eat too much later,” or to tell a date that you don’t want dessert. honesty has paid off for me in that respect; people always help me out when i need them to.
i have great friends who will help me to eat less, and ones who will tell me to eat more when they think i’m going a little overboard with watching the calories. i’ve dated cool people who have respected me for telling them that i’m working hard at losing weight and who don’t try and force dessert or greasy food on me.
no, not everyone is going to be helpful. but don’t let that sway you. the people who care about you will gently say, “a 3rd helping might not be best,” or, “hey, eat some more, you don’t want to feel weak later.” a good date won’t say something like, “you’re not getting a burger? that’s lame.”
ask for help! it’ll pay off =]