For those of you who don't know, I have created a 30-day challenge for myself. I will be posting an answer every day for the month of September to let my fantastic followers, and anyone else who is interested, know a little bit more about me! #WhiChallenge

Here's a link to my original article of all the questions I will be answering-

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  • 6. What is the hardest thing you have ever experienced?

This answer will be a little more personal than the others that I have answered. But, I will still try my best to answer it. I hope that this won't bring anyone down. That is not my intent. Enjoy.

6.The hardest thing that I have ever experienced was being so hard on myself that it broke me apart.

2013 was the lowest point in my life. I wasn't sure of anything. Who I was. Who I could trust. Who was I supposed to be. It all twisted itself around and around in my head and wouldn't let me breathe. I thought I wasn't good enough, pretty enough, worthy enough, thin enough. I was comparing every aspect about myself, body, and life to literally every other girl I knew.

I was on a football cheer team and thought I had made friends with the other girls. But the more I hung out with them the more I compared myself to them. Being a cheerleader you feel a lot of pressure. That was the first time I severely restricted my eating. I wanted to be thinner. None of those girls were truly my friends. I told no one and suffered it alone.

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Later, the anxiety and borderline hatred worsened.

I had switched schools halfway through the school year and clicked with two of the teen girls. We hung out all the time and told each other everything. Then, I learned that both girls had self-harmed. It opened me up to another world. One girl was truly addicted. It started to consume everything we talked about. Accusations were made against me that hurt my trust severely. The situation was toxic and the world that I was in scared me but I didn't see a way out.

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Finally, I went into recovery. It was a long process and my parents did everything they could. Of course, I fought them. But, they never left my side and continued to support me.

I am still battling today and work harder each day to love myself for who I am. If anyone is reading this who has gone through or is suffering in anyway that I have mentioned I would just like to say that you are worth it. You are beautiful. You are perfect. You are strong even if you don't believe me. But you can trust me because I've been there.

Lots of Love ~Typical Girl

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