Life Thoughts: Dealing with Haters

Hello There!! I have been sick for almost a month! with a stomach flu!. That stuff is no joke! is very painful, I have been super busy with Uni also. I'm sorry I didn't post last week!. I'm going to talk about something we all go trough (unfortunately) Haters! My dad thought me growing up, no one is a $100 bill that everyone loves. We all want to be liked by everyone at some point in our life, but that's impossible! there is always going to be that someone that hats you for no reason! and its okay! everyone has an opinion and its okay. When I was growing up, I had a few (haters), I tried really hard to fit in and people didn't understand me, I felt completely different from others!. Even in college I still deal with this issue, but now I just don't care! I learned that if you have someone that loves you it doesn't really matter if you have people that don't! I am blessed with wonderful friends that accept me and love the way I am, awkward and goofy! You will find someone like that one day, we all do. I find hate to be not the opposite of love! You cant hate someone if you didn't love them! otherwise you wouldn't care about them at all! Jealousy come in a lot of forms, haters are trying to get you down! so they don't feel so alone there. If you do have a friend that you feel is not treating you nicely, please confront them. Everyone deserves to be happy, no one can take that away from you! When I feel lonely and hated, I pray! God helps me find the right people I leave it up to him, and thanks to that I found friends that respect my believes and want nothing but to see me happy. If you are dealing with bulling (which we all do) contact help immediately don't just let it happen! Forget about the haters because somebody loves you. Focus on the positive things in life and forget about the rest!

Hope you have a great one!

Till next time xoxo! :) 

Life Thoughts: Panic Attacks and Depression

Hello Everyone, I decided to create a new series of posts called Life Thoughts, where I share experiences and thoughts about a topic. In this case its about two, Panic Attacks and Depression. And I hope this isn't going to be a super long post, but it is important to me.

 I guess I should start from the begging of this life journey dealing this two symptoms. I remember my first panic attack, I was 16 years old and it was in school, in fact I already started blogging by that time. I know exactly what sparked that panic attack, probably my social anxiety levels at that time. I surrounded my self with  the wrong people, that wouldn't care if I was dead or alive. It really got to me, I felt completely alone, even at home I would get really upset. But I didn't know what was going on , months past and I just kept having panic attacks, they would get worst as time past, it was awful. It wasn't until I turned 17 and asked for help. I went trough a lot of problems (emotionally) and physically , because of my problems I wasn't the nicest person to be around with I stated pushing people away, which caused me more anxiety, it was a vicious cycle that lead no where. In April 2012 I had an argument with a  friend at the time. I had a massive panic attack, then the school counselor recommended me to take a break (and I did). It was finals month so I had to go to school, while I was going to school I went to an emergency psychologist. She was nice, she recommended me a rehab center, which I would go when school ended. At first I was really scared and sad. I ended going to rehab for an amount of time, at first I felt awful, but the more the days past the better I felt. The doctor's diagnosis was depression with suicidal thoughts and anorexia ( I don't feel comfortable taking about that yet, but in the future who knows?) I got help to heal, I was so messed up and depressed at the time, I cringe whenever I think of that. Depression was a lonely bumpy ride, where I would have constant mood swings and massive panic attacks anywhere. When I was released I was a completely different person. I felt so much better, it wasn't easy it took me about a year to be myself again. At the end I thank god for helping me get trough depression. Its been two years out of rehab and I can say without a doubt that I'm fully recovered, and I don't remember my last panic attack.I love my rehab experience because it saved me from a path that was leading somewhere dangerous.

If your dealing with something similar, get help. Its a bit scary at first but you will fell better, I promise. Tell someone how your feeling, your mental help is more important that an argument, school, other people or anything else. I should know, I've been there and it was not healthy.

I hope you enjoyed this post  
Till next time :)