Just an 19 year old trying to balance having fun in life and achieving more than I could have hoped for!


 

I’m about to start my period and I have bloated up 4 inches. Yes, that 4 entire inches. On top of that I feel like death and want to sleep for days

pardonmewhileipanic:

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soooooo is no one going to say ANYTHING about how this woman is full of shit?

like oh, you needed a fat suit to learn that fat people aren’t treated well? OR HOW ABOUT YOU JUST LISTEN TO THE ENDLESS STORIES FROM ACTUAL FAT WOMEN WHO COULD HAVE TOLD YOU THIS IN TWO SECONDS

you needed a fat suit to show that people don’t like when people use “fake” images …. I GET IT THAT IT’S SUPPOSEDLY STILL THE SAME PERSON but i mean, this is why i keep my pics up to date, because i don’t want to put myself through this

I’d be just as displeased if some guy showed up looking 40 when he said he was 25 (has happened), so I mean, what is this experiment proving other than “people on dating sites expect you to look like your photo, regardless of what you look like/weigh”

and you couldn’t find an actually fat woman for this entirely POINTLESS “experiment”

my body is not your fucking costume

the struggles and hardships i face from a fatphobic society don’t come off at the end of the day. I can’t unzip my oppression and slide it off

l FUCKING HATE PEOPLE WHO PUT ON FAT SUITS BECAUSE THE EXPERIMENTS THEY DO ARE ALL FALSE RESULTS

Like oh, you felt bad because some guys left you while in a fat suit? But you KNOW you get to take it off later. You KNOW this isn’t something you’ve dealt with for 20+ years, and likely won’t have to ever experience once the suit is gone. 

Wear that suit, EVERY DAY, even in the shower, for 20+ years, FROM CHILDHOOD, THEN fucking tell me what you’ve learned. Until then, get the fuck out of my face with this social experiment bullshit

… Or you know it’s more important to put the one who might discriminate in the tough situation. Empathy is hard to learn, and often the only visible change is after feeling the hatred yourself. Ranting about this costuming is bullshit. It would be the same as changing genders to see the effect and realizations that come from it. 

Everyone is bound to bitch about their situations. Life sucks sometimes and living isn’t easy for anyone. If it was an obese person in the position, nothing is learned because nothing is changed. The simple truth is that if you want to change the discrimination from thinner people, then through a thinner person into this situation.

I have been anorexic, overweight and all variations of size, and all of them come with their own problems. The fact that this discrimination- especially against female bodies when compared to their second video, is the important part. Get over yourself and let someone try to see through your eyes or nothing will ever change, and you become the problem.

A healthy relationship is one where two independent people just make a deal that they will help make the other person the best version of themselves.

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STOP DEFENDING THE FUCKING COPS

leo-arcana:

countrycatastrophe:

fdnyguy:

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insearchof-losttime:

*unless they’re good cops who actually do their job properly, because cops are people too

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Cops are people too. I’m so SICK of hearing “fuck the police”, “kill the pigs”, etc etc. Seriously. What happened is horrible, yes, but quit crucifying the entire police force in the US.

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Races to Come!

SO, this summer and semester have been crazy. I am at 18 credit hours, working 15 hours a week, volunteering weekly and trying to have a life. Lately, I have gained a ton of weight from my depression and not running, so I’m getting back into life. I’m not happy, I sleep all the time and I hate myself. 

Soooo I’m running a 5k next weekend with my boyfriend. Also, I signed up for my half marathon in the beginning of May, and I ultimately want to do the full marathon next october. Now I have no excuses to not run and not enjoy my life again.

SO I have an amazing boyfriend. I’ve been struggling with life, work, finances, mental stability and more, and Ian is amazing at helping. He is psych pre-med and understands and helps me through everything. He spent over an hour on Sunday giving me a body massage because I have been hurting because “you deserve it”. Then he helped me come up with a daily to-do list of things to make me feel better, and an exercise plan which he will do with me. On top of everything, he said whatever part of my body hurts most all week (I have knee, ankle and back problems) he’ll give me a massage after our workout together on Saturdays. I feel like my life is getting back on track!!