An Update

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Hi guys and happy Saint Patrick’s Day! It’s been a month since I decided to take a break from blogging. At the time, my mind was getting pulled in a million different directions and I couldn’t find time to sit down and write. My motivation was gone and my sanity was hanging on by a thread. Although I’m not ready to come back as strong as I was before, I thought I would take some time to give an update on everything that has gone on since I announced my break.

Family

The day after I decided to take a break, I went back to my hometown for the weekend to be with my family. I got to go to a high school basketball game which was fun since I haven’t had a chance to get to any CSU games this year. The next week, my boyfriend and I took a trip to our hometown yet again for another basketball game for my sister’s senior night ceremony. For those of you who are unaware, senior night is when the seniors who participate in sports that season are recognized for their participation, grades, and goals for the future. It meant a lot to get to be there for her second senior night.

Midterms

Luckily for me, my midterm week was kind to me. I only had two exams for the week in Bio and Arabic History. My other classes either assigned papers or just used our current grade as our midterm grade. My assignments were super hard and took up almost every minute of my day, but I was just happy that I didn’t have to study a million things.

I passed all my midterms but I recognize that I could have done even better. I guess I’ll just have to use it as motivation for the remainder of the semester. Although there’s a lot of work to be done in order to pull this off, I still have the goal of making it on the dean’s list. I’ve just come to terms with the small chance of that happening. It has nothing to do with my intelligence, but more to do with the number of assignments and exams I am given weekly. I know I’ve said this a lot, but there’s not much downtime between one assignment and another.  That’s pretty common in college and people still manage to pull off getting on the dean’s list somehow, so props to those people! I just know that my brain needs lots of breaks to feel healthy.

Spring Break & Moving Out

As I’m writing this, it’s the last day of spring break. It’s hard to believe it’s already over. It went by in the blink of an eye for me. I didn’t go on any big vacation or do anything special. I just wanted to relax and enjoy my apartment since I’ll be moving out in just a few months. I really took for granted the opportunity to live by myself in a new area. There’s so much I wish I would have done sooner, but there’s no going back to change that so I have to make the best of what I have while I still have it. I’ve spent a lot more time in the backyard of the complex overlooking the lake and studying/reading- even when it’s a bit chilly outside. The view is something I may not get living somewhere else, so I’m trying to appreciate it. I move out in May, although the date has not been set. I just know that I have to be out by May 17. It seemed like such a long time away when I first moved in and somehow the days just crept right up on me. As much as I’ve absolutely hated this place and all it’s breaking amenities, I’m sure I’ll shed a few tears when I’m carrying out the last of my things. It was my first apartment and first time living on my own. It quickly became my home and it sucks having to go.

Finally…

Like I said earlier, I’m not quite ready to get back into writing consistently but I wanted to give everybody an update. I know it’s nothing special but it’s something. I’m still working on myself every day and it’s much harder than some people may think. I’ve faced (and continue to face) so many personal situations that have gotten in the way of my happiness, confidence, and mental health. The battle does not end, no matter how defeated I tend to feel. One day I hope to update everyone on what has been going on behind closed doors, but for now, I want to keep some things private.

I’ll see you guys back here soon!

Love you all.

 

 

 

 

 

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Taking a Break.

Hi guys.

I promised to give you guys an update of everything that I’ve been up to today, but I took some time to think and evaluate some things. I realized that at one point I went into blogging because it made me feel good and was a huge stress reliever. It was always important for me to post content that I’m proud of and actual want people to see.

Unfortunately, I haven’t been proud of my posts for months now. I feel like I kept writing because I wanted to keep that part of me alive that wrote for fun. But she’s gone. At least for now.

So I guess this is my official announcement.

I will be taking a break from the blog for a while. I don’t know how long it’ll be, but I promise you this isn’t forever. I’ll most likely post some really short updates from time to time just to let you guys know that I’m alive and well.

Thank you to everyone who has stuck around through my fumbled posts. I promise to take this time off to recoup and find my love for writing again.

 

Meg.

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So many people grow up thinking that they’re invincible, including myself. This was proven wrong two months ago when I lost my best friend to suicide. This event taught me that I was not as strong as I had once believed. However, I believe that strength comes in different forms. When the death of a loved one forces you to face the days without them for the rest of your life, that is strength.

I cannot pretend that I knew what strength was before I met Josh. He taught me all I needed to know. I consider that his going away present. When I was going through the hardest patches of my life, he was by my side every step of the way. He held my hand through the bullying, negativity, and overwhelming downfall. I could never thank him enough for that, although he knows I tried. He would send me messages on Twitter about how great of a person I was and how beautiful he thought I was. Little things like that helped me keep my head up. To this day, I read those old messages and sometimes I even write him. I always think that maybe there’s wi-fi up in heaven and he can read my messages.

“You are never alone.” Josh Byers

After losing my best friend, I was instantly introduced to the love and support of the community. I received phone calls, cards, and donations for the family. All of which were beyond comforting to me. When I saw the community come together to mourn the loss of a great soul, I realized that I am never alone. Nobody is. Everybody holds each other’s hands in times of trouble, and gives hope to those without it. I’d like to take this moment to thank everybody who contributed to the family and friends of Josh with monetary donations and/or well wishes.

“It only takes one shattering event of sufficient magnitude to change one’s core beliefs about life.”

Losing Josh was one of the hardest things that I ever had to go through. My emotions were sent into a whirlwind and I couldn’t think straight. What happened to invincibility? I had to remind myself that all good things come to an end, although for the longest time I didn’t want to accept that this was the end. I stayed up late at night and wondered what I could have done differently. Just as you’d expect, blaming myself and others came with no positive results. As time went on, I began accepting what had happened, and I looked at everything differently. I decided that we are, in fact, here for a reason. In some cases we may be unaware of our reason, as Josh was. However, there is a reason for each individual life on Earth. I also learned that every day is a gift. We never know when it all may come to an end, so we should be grateful for all that we have. I, for one, am grateful for the amazing friend that I found in Josh.

“A person never truly gets ‘over’ a suicide loss. You get through it. Day by day. Sometimes it’s moment by moment.” Holly Kohler


In Loving Memory of

Joshua Russell Byers

October 8, 1998 – May 19, 2016

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To Those Affected by My Anxiety

Anxiety is a bitch. It not only hurts me, but everyone around me. A lot of the time, it can scare others enough to make them leave. For those who stay, it’s an emotional rollercoaster. The struggles involved are draining on both ends. That’s why I’m writing this. This is for anyone who has been impacted by my anxiety.

I guess I should start off by apologizing. Sometimes it can get exhausting and I recognize that. It takes plenty of patience and practice to deal with me. Anxiety affects me in many different ways, some of which I have yet to master. I know it can get excruciating at times, and I am deeply apologetic for the amount of effort I require from others. There are times when I am fully aware of how ridiculous my anxiety can be, and how annoying it may seem to others. Trust me, I know I’m being a pain in the ass, but it’s not something I can handle. Irrational fears can swallow us alive. We need reassurance almost all the time, and I know for a lot of people that can take its toll. It’s a scary thing for those of us with anxiety. We often worry that asking for the affection that we need may start to feel repetitive to others and maybe eventually ruin the relationship. So for every chaotic moment that we have shared where you have questioned your sanity as well as mine, I am deeply sorry.

Although I’m sorry for the trouble I’ve caused and the seemingly unnecessary chaos, I am also thankful for your constant support. The reassurance from everybody helps more than you could imagine. I’d especially like to thank everyone who has taken time to research anxiety disorders and how to respond to them. I know that it can be scary at times, but having stable relationships with people is extremely helpful. I feel a sense of trust between us and it helps prevent attacks. I owe you all so much for watching out for me.

My boyfriend deserves recognition for his hard work in taking care of me. In our nine short months together, he has learned how to effectively calm down my breathing and get my attacks few and far between. He has become my second home, and even the sound of his voice can calm me down in my darkest moments. One night that I will never forget is when I had a panic attack in my living room. For those who don’t know me too well, I rarely go in my living room. There’s no real reason behind it, but I just feel more comfortable in my bedroom. Once my boyfriend realized that I was breathing heavily, he took action right away. He held me tight and told me, “everything will be ok. Do you want to go to your room? Let’s get you out of here.” I felt my body trembling as he helped me out of my seat. He helped me to my room, where he continued to assure me that things would pass. He rocked me back and forth and reminded me that I had beaten these types of attacks before and that I could do it again. He told me to remember my breathing, and then held me silently until I calmed down. If he hadn’t helped me get to a safer environment, I wouldn’t have moved and things wouldn’t have gotten better.

As I said at the very beginning, anxiety is a bitch. It’s something that I’ve been learning to understand and cope with, however, because without it, I may not have met many of the people that I have. As strange as it sounds, I am thankful for my anxiety and for the doors that it has opened for me. That was such a strange sentence to type. Optimism and anxiety in the same sentence? It’s kind of weird, but if you think about it, it makes sense. It’s taught me plenty about myself and others, and that has helped me grow. So for anyone who has been directly affected by my anxiety, I apologize, thank, and applaud you. You are the greatest friends I could ask for. Thank you for constantly believing in me and for encouraging me to better myself despite my disorder.

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