The Best Thing I've Ever Heard on the Internet (Bonus Rant Included)

     In case you missed me posting it on every other social networking site, at the bottom of this post is the link to what I believe is the most incredible thing I've ever heard on the Internet. It doesn't matter if you listen to it first and then read the rest of this or if you read it first and then listen (I'm personally a fan of doing things in order, but to each his own). Obviously I recommend that you both read this and listen to it, but if you're feeling really lazy or bored with my writing or you just don't have time to do both then jump down right now and listen to it. You will not regret this decision.
     I'm not going to say much, because I think the audio clip pretty much speaks for itself. I just want to add a side rant based on something I've seen going around the web lately. There seems to be this movement of people with mental health problems who think that they can diagnose and give advice to others. On the surface I guess that sounds like a good thing, oh, they want to help people. Except their "advice" is more along the lines of, "If you're just sad sometimes but don't want to die, don't you dare call yourself depressed. If you just skipped a couple meals, don't claim to have an eating disorder. If you only get nervous in certain situations, that's not anxiety. You're fine. Get over it. I'm the one with the real problem here."
     Sue me if that floats your boat, but these people seem to me to be completely and utterly wrong. It disgusts me that anyone, let alone someone who has struggled with something, would ever make someone else feel like their problems aren't important enough to deserve help. Because the way I see it, this isn't a contest and the point isn't whether or not your problem is as severe as anyone else's. The point is that you are struggling with something, be it a food obsession or a feeling of emptiness or a compulsion to hurt yourself so you can get through the day (regardless of whether you're actually starving yourself or planning your death or self-harming) and you deserve help as much as the next person.
     People need to realize that posting things like this, while I'm sure they're well-intentioned attempts to help people understand the severity of some problems, can really hurt people. Reading someone's post that says "Your problems aren't bad enough, you don't deserve help," isn't helpful to anyone. All it does is make a person feel bad about thinking they need help (which in itself is probably enough evidence that you do) decide that they'd just be wasting everyone's time by trying to get it.
     I said I'd keep it short, but you should've known that was a lie if you know anything about me. I'll get off my high horse now. But if you're still with me, seriously, listen to this audio clip. It's a beautiful message that everyone should hear. (Yes, it is specifically aimed at girls, but the general message applies to everyone.)

This One's for the Girls

Milkshakes Melt, People Change

     So recently, I've been doing a lot of thinking about the people that are in my life and how they got there. And perhaps even more, I've been thinking about the people who aren't in my life, or at least aren't in my life in the capacity I would have them be in it.
     I'm sure everyone has at least one person who isn't as big a part of their world as they would hope. There's the family member that doesn't talk to us anymore, the "BFF" that never makes contact, or the guy or girl who was "the one" and ended up being nothing to us. There's the teacher that we never get to talk to after the school year ends, the Facebook friend who won't even give you a passing glance in real life, and the childhood friends turned enemies.
     When relationships don't turn out to be what we expected of them, we're hurt. We feel betrayed by the person, as if they've done us some extreme disservice by not realizing how important they were in our lives. We imagine we can make them feel guilty for pulling away ("when I'm not around anymore he'll realize how much he needed me for sure! He'll be crawling back on his hands and knees. HA.") even though in the eyes of the other person there may not have been any solidly established relationship to pull away from (or to go crawling back to).
     The thing we (or at least I) never seem to consider is that maybe some people were never meant to stay. Maybe some people are sent into our lives to be what we need when we need it most, and then to fade out once we have the skills to cope on our own (even if we don't feel like we do). Maybe some people come into our lives just to make connections, to lead us to other people who are meant to stay a while.
     Maybe, just maybe, there's some higher power who knows a little bit more about what I really need than I do. And maybe I should start trusting that that power knows what He's doing a little more often, because looking back I haven't really been let down yet. Things have changed and people have left but never without making a mark on my life and contributing to who I am today.
     If everyone we met stayed in our lives forever, we'd never form a truly deep relationship with anyone. We couldn't possibly have time to. But maybe by giving parts of ourselves away, living and loving and getting hurt, we learn over time who is meant to go and who is meant to stay, and we grow a little bit along the way.
     Maybe we find that we never really needed anyone else at all.

Filled

     So this year I had four New Year's resolutions and I've already failed at three of them. The fourth is going okay though, for now. That one was to embrace new opportunities and try things I might not have tried before. Basically, I need to get out more. So today I fulfilled that by going to BOW (Breaking Open the Word) with a friend.
     For those of you who don't know (basically all of you), BOW is like a sort of Bible study where you go and listen to the gospel reading for the next weekend's mass, and you listen for a word that stands out to you (God speaking to you, if you will) and then you reflect on that word and how it fits into your life and how it can change your week in a concrete way.
     The reading for this week is this: The people were filled with expectation, and all were asking in their hearts whether John might be the Christ. John answered them all, saying, "I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire." After all the people had been baptized and Jesus also had been baptized and was praying, heaven was opened and the Holy Spirit descended upon him in bodily form like a dove. And a voice came down from heaven, "You are my beloved Son; with you I am well pleased." -Luke 3:15-16, 21-22
    Despite the request that we "cast off our worries and set this time aside for God" I was still panicking about the pile of homework I had to do, and I'll be the first to admit that I am awful at quietly listening and just letting God (or anyone else for that matter) speak to me. But after a while of trying my best not to force myself onto a word the word that came to me was "filled." And I was like, "filled"? What the heck does that even mean? I tried to come up with a logical explanation for my word but I just couldn't think of any reason God would look down at me and say "Filled." It didn't make sense.
     So I sat there for about 20 minutes while the others shared their words and the ways they felt God wanted those words to apply in their lives, and I tried my best to just let my mind relax. And suddenly there was a thought in my head. Empty. How have you felt the last couple days? Empty. How does it feel not to feel any emotions? Empty. What are your greatest fears in life? Darkness. Being alone. Emptiness. What's the opposite of empty?
     Filled.
     You can make whatever you want of that. I myself have had moments in which I was sure that in the back of my mind, I just found myself a word to answer the questions I was hiding. But whether you want to believe it was God, or just a fantastic trick of the mind, or complete balderdash, it's at the very least a pretty nifty coincidence. I haven't figured out yet exactly how I'm supposed to be "filled" this week but...I guess I'll fill you in on that bit later. For now, the lesson is that sometimes there's benefit to taking time out of our busy schedules to relax and just hear what's going on around us.
     God bless<3