Forethoughts of the jump

Hey guys!

Just had to share this piece with you guys. Found in on tumblr, it is terribly heartbreaking :(

As she straddled the line between the cold titanium rods and the sea’s quiet graveyard, she rocked back and forth, swaying in the wind, letting the salty air move her every broken fragment. Eyes closed, hands slightly grasping a rope, she smiled.

She thought of Sam. His snide tongue covered her top to bottom with tiny pins in the form of cruel words, while being cheered on by the whoops and hollers of his blood lusty herd. Would he even feel guilty about where she was tonight, dipping her toes in the ocean’s plunging neckline, or would her jump justify all his poisonous jokes and destructive lies?  She had stopped smiling.

She thought of Sandy. Sweet little sandy, all wispy bangs and crooked nose, heeling her every bruise and woes, could she sew a smile back on thisbroken doll so morose? Did she not see her gingham smock get splattered and stained by the blood running from her heart’s pouring veins? Or did she just turn away,wispy bangs aside and crooked nose upturned in disgrace? She had started crying.

She thought of poppa. Dear, old poppa, bless his trying soul, working and working in the old souvenir store. Sitting down on her bed to kiss her goodnight, could he see the nightmares brewing when he turned off the lights?When the school called to send her back home, did he sneer at the thought that she needed to be alone? She had started weeping.

She thought of Miss MacGyver. Her long spidery hands resting upon her shoulders reassuring her it wasn’t as brutal when kids grow taller. Yet 4^thgrade prophecies turn to bitter sweet lies, when playground shoves turn to name calling fights. Did she really see the pain in this little girl’s eyes, or did she just spew out the same crap she had been ordered to memorize? She had started ungrasping.

She thought of every look, every glare, every time she «accidently» fell down the stairs. She thought of the brave smile she beamed at her teachers, she thought of the day her friends no longer spoke to her. She thought of the lonely lunch table she occupied for 4 years, she thought of the illustrious parties her classmates yelled about, making sure she would hear. She thought of the night she walked up to this lonely bridge, and climbed the silver poles,and then she thought of her funeral, to which no one would go. She had started falling. 

please know I love you guys, if you are in crisis do not hesitate to contact me <3

xoxo

Gabby

New favorite tumblr!:)

To kick off my new series inspired by pictures, posts, or GIFs I have found on tumblr, I decided to share with you my favorite body positive tumblr:

stophatingyourbody.tumblr.com

It is very well rounded, incredibly rich in information, and shares the same values as the fpp, so be sure to check it out and follow if you like what you see :)

That's it dolls!
See you later this week! <3

Gabby

New article for Drop of Pink!:)

Hello fudgies!

You may remember last year I wrote an article for a uk-based web magazine called Drop Of Pink. They were incredibly sweet to publish a 16 year old, and they have done it yet again!

I found an old article I wrote about healthy chip alternatives, edited it and sent it to them, and for some miraculous reason they agreed to publish it!

So here is the link: http://m.dropofpink.com/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.dropofpink.com%2F&dm_redirected=true#2781

Or just visit dropofpink.com for more :)

Just wanted to share the good news with my favorite dolls. Have a great weekend!

Xoxoxo
Gabby

Grace

Hello fudgies!
I have missed you all so much, but I have been very busy lately, and also very blessed, which is why I want to write this post.

These past few months, I have been blessed with some wonderful news, on top of everything else I am already thankful for. I try to make sure that I am conscious of these blessings, but if there is one thing I didn't always treat with gratitude, it was my food.

I used to, and unfortunately still do sometimes, human nature's imperfection and all, use food as a coping mechanism. Food was therefor no longer a vital part of my day, it became of drug. And that needed to change.

So I decided to start saying grace before my meals. Now THIS IS IN NO WAY SHAPE OR FORM A RELIGIOUS TRADITION I AM OBLIGING TO, I do not thank any particular god or higher being. If you want to do so, by all means, if not, the results will be the same.

I simply take a milli second before eating to realize that this meal is a gift many in this world do not possess.

What it does for me is change the way I view food. It's not a way to lose control or self destruct. It is food, and that is enough.

I just wanted to let you all know so you can try it out! Disordered relationship with food or not, counting your blessings can brighten your day!

Have a great week, doll faces<3
Xoxoxo
Gabby

Monday's Uplifting Videos

Hey dolls!

I have a super quick post for you all today. I found 2 videos recently I really enjoyed, so I thought I would share:)

1. I've Got What it Takes, by Alex Day

This video is absolutely adorable! I love the lyrics: «Failure is still something I can say I've achieved».
My year so far has been absolutely blessed, but only because I took a lot of risks and worked very hard to achieve what seemed like unreachable dreams. So if any of you are holding back on trying something new or reaching for the stars in fear of failure, always remember that quote.

2. Steph Busta's How I Learned to Love Myself

This video is so interesting to me for the very reason that it indirectly speaks of beauty ideals within different communities. She recounts her high school insecurities brought on by her pale skin and straight hair, feeling left out of the hispanic community in which she was brought up. Ironically, in predominantly caucasian communities, she would have been the perfect prototype of beauty. Consequently, her story proves that you can never fit the perfection mold, because it doesn't exist in one shape or form.

Alright fudgies, that is all :)
xoxo
Gabby

Presents to give yourself: have a better day

Hello dear fudgies!:)

I have another post planned out for this week, but I wanted to top off this lovely Thursday with a picture I found yesterday, and instantly adored.

I was shopping at Light a Dream ( links here to know more about this awesome charity: http://www.lightadream.com/home.html) and found this paper taped up to the wall.

It is a list of presents you can give yourself each day, to make your life a little fuller, a little better, a little happier. I am a big believer in these kind of distractions from the darkness in our lives.

If ever your day is looking a little gray, whip open this list and find your own personal ray of sunshine.

They may not seem drastic enough to change a life, but we live day by day, and if every day is just a bit more of a present, so is life.

xoxoxo
Gabby

My Day with ANEB

Hey guys!

So as previously mentioned, I was lucky enough to spend a day with the ANEB team. As you can see in the picture below, looking extra snazzy, I was pretty excited.

I got to shadow Melanie Guerette, who is in charge of the education and prevention projects within ANEB, as well as all the social media outlets. I met most of the team, learned a lot about the organization itself and then accompanied her to a workshop in Montreal at a social reintegration center.

She was incredibly sweet and answered all my questions, and was a very good conference holder. The ANEB team clearly works very hard, so don't ever hesitate to contact them if you feel the need, because you won't be disappointed.

She also gave me pamphlets, posters and other goodies for my conferences, on top of all the tips I picked up along the way.

I had a great time, and wanted to share my experience with my delightful fudgies.

Have a great week dolls! <3
Xoxoxox
Gabby


Hit them up:
anebquebec.com
@ANEB_Quebec

Excess

Hey guys! <3

As I was cleaning out my closet last night, I found this oil pastel painting I did a few months ago. It was the first time I had ever used these pastels, so clearly my technique isn't Renoir-like or anything, but I am still fascinated with the message I was trying to deliver.

We as human beings are drawn to excess. The fear of lacking is omnipresent, and haunts us daily.

I wasnt trying to negatively portray someone's unique features. I actually love the human face, especially a woman's, because who are we kidding girls, we look GOOD. :P

I wanted to show how absolutely surreal the stereotypical 21st century beauty ideal has become. Everything can always be bigger, thinner, plumper, blonder.

To the point of excess.

That is all, fudgies :)
Enjoy the rest of your weekend

xoxoxo
Gabby