stay strong sayings

today i had some time to think about why tyler and josh say ‘stay alive’. many people, when you are going through something hard, say 'stay strong’ but twenty one pilots says 'stay alive’ because its hard to be strong when you are hurting. all they are asking you is to keep living. they are saying that it is okay to be hurting and its okay to be upset and you don’t always have to be strong, they just want you to stay alive. they don’t want you to give up, and i think that’s pretty cool.

To anyone that may need this right now, it’s going to be okay.

You are doing more than you give yourself credit for. It’s okay to take time for yourself. Stay hydrated and do what you need to do to tend to yourself.

You are not as alone as you think. People are glad you are here.

Whatever troubles you are facing are going to pass with time. There may be bumps along the way, but you can get through it. You’ve gotten through tough times before.

You are stronger than you think. You’re unbreakable even if it doesn’t feel that way.

It’s going to be okay.

Inspiration <3

A flower starts as a seed. It is small, and may not be seen in the ground. But when watered and given time, it grows. It grows taller and becomes more beautiful. It blooms. Humans are just like flowers.

When you are born, you more or less just cry, eat, and sleep. But then you grow. You grow and you learn. You learn about the world and develop skills. You practice, you devote time. You achieve.


When you learn to ride a bike, you may fall off a lot. It hurts, but you get back up and try again. And again. Then you don’t fall off so much. Then you get good, you go faster and stay on the bike for longer. Before you know it, you’ve learned to ride a bike and don’t need help any more. Life is like riding a bike.


When someone first starts drawing, it might not be a masterpiece - but with time and practice, their art improves more and more.

Give someone a musical instrument for the first time and, chances are, they can’t really play anything on it. But with enough hard work and time, they can end up playing amazing things. 

People that once believed they would never achieve anything have gone on to change the world, or at least change someone’s world.

There are people who once thought they would never meet their heroes, but now have.

There are people who felt imprisoned by their mental or physical illness or differences, but have gone on to achieve incredible things, things that they never thought they would do.


Public speakers may have previously battled with social anxiety.

Athletes may have once been drained of energy by depression. 

Deaf/HoH people can become musicians, blind people can be artists.

People with any mental illness or physical disability can go on to inspire people because, at the end of the day, they are people just like everyone else.

People in the LGBTQIA community can contribute to the world as much as anyone else can, because they are just as human. 

Your ability to do amazing things is not defined by gender, sexuality, or race. It is not defined by your weight or body shape. It is not defined by physical or mental differences like this. These differences purely make us human. Different does not mean less.


People can write off their dreams as impossible, but one day find that they can achieve it if they chase it for long enough. They just have to not listen to the people that say ‘you can’t’ and tell themselves ‘I can’.


Let me tell you my story.


I thought I would never get to see Coldplay in concert. I was wrong, because I’ve now seen them twice, including once in a stadium.

I thought no YouTuber would ever care about me or notice me - but this was not true. I was responded to as recently as last night.

I believed I would always be bad at drawing and could never improve. But practicing it has proved me wrong, as my drawings have in fact got better.

My sleep schedule was non-existent; I was getting up midday or later, and falling asleep at 4/5am or later. Now I fall asleep much earlier, and get up around 9/9.30 every morning.

I was never getting out of the house unless I had a class to go to. But recently, I’ve taken myself out to my local shop on multiple occasions.

When I first started composing, I was writing pieces that were maybe no longer than 30 seconds, and weren’t very interesting. Now, I can write pieces that are 5 minutes or longer, with a vast number of instruments if I want to, and people tell me how much they enjoy them.

I used to hate myself and hurt myself. Now, I’m learning to like myself more and I haven’t harmed myself in years. I used to avoid looking at myself in the mirror, but now I’m able to smile at myself.

I once thought that I would never be mentally strong enough or clever enough to go to university. I’m now a few weeks away from finishing my three-year music degree.

I thought I’d always be hated with no friends. But now I have many friends online, and even a little friendship group in person. 

I believed I would never have the confidence to make videos. But now it’s been nearly a year since my first vlog, I’ve grown in confidence on camera, and I have a wonderful 300+ community subscribed to the channel.

I once hated performing and wouldn’t ever do it. I still don’t find it comfortable, but I do it more now; I’m performing an original album launch in a couple of weeks time.

I used to believe I would never amount to anything or succeed at anything. But I’ve almost finished my degree, I have 300+ subscribers on YouTube, and many people have told me how I’ve helped them and made them happy.

Discovering that I am asexual has not diminished my abilities. Depression and social anxiety have not stopped me achieving those things, even though they tried to. The fact that I may possibly have Asperger’s (self diagnosed but it’s pretty likely), meaning that my mind works differently, hasn’t prevented me from achieving all of those goals. 


There are dreams I have not fulfilled, mountains I haven’t yet climbed…


But my story is not even over yet.


Have obstacles? You’ll overcome them all.

Feel hopeless? It will get better.

Have dreams? Chase them.


Your story is unfinished, you are not on the final chapter yet, and you can’t know the ending because you’ve never read your story before.

Keep writing it. Keep living. Keep dreaming.


<3

im gay because i always got the rainbow sprinkles on my ice cream

I feel so homesick right now… so I took my homesickness and gave it to Lance bc thinking about how homesick Lance must be somehow made me feel happier for a second before I started crying bc he must feel it at least 10x worse bc I know I’ll see them soon and he doesn’t know if he’ll ever see his family again

Sorry if there are any typos, I can barely see through my tears

-at the garrison it was somehow different. he wasn’t with his family, but he knew he’d get to see them around the holidays and such things, plus skyping or texting or calling

-he still missed them and so he thought he knew what homesickness felt like: a tiny squeeze of your heart and a whispered voice reminding you of your family, but still fairly easy to ignore with the smallest distractions

-even then, if things got really bad for him at school he knew the worst they could do was send him back to his family, who would still accept him even if he was kicked out

-and then he was pulled into a giant space war

-which, unlike the garrison or literally any other school, has his schedule entirely unplanned

-was he going to eat breakfast tomorrow or were they going to have to fight something? was Allura going to surprise them with a crazy drill that they’d have to suffer through? was Hunk going to wake up later than usual and cause to Coran decide to make them disaster food? if he slept in, would the team let him sleep til lunch? who knows

-was he even going to live long enough to see his family? if Zarkon attacked earth, would they know? would they be able to stop him? what if his family is already dead? for all Lance knew, he could die in his sleep, but Allura dismissed him and said they couldn’t visit earth yet

-he has so much more time to think of things and at first he thought that would make him would feel better, but it doesn’t

-instead he notices that he can’t remember the way his sister parted her her hair, or where the freckle on his brother’s face was or if there even was one. he can’t quite remember the tune to the song his mother always sang, or the way his dad’s face lit up as he came home from his late shift at work only to find that everyone had stayed up late just to see him walk through the door

-his first thought is that it didn’t matter, that those were only the small things

-but then he noticed that he could barely breathe

-he was gasping and his lungs felt like they were full of cotton, his eyes stung as he tried not to cry, his head pounding out his erratic heartbeat. his hands and feet felt numb, his arms and legs like jelly. he felt nauseous too, and bile stung his throat as his mouth went completely dry. his heart felt like it was being ripped out of his chest viciously

-he tried to think of something else, anything else, but now his head was screaming everything he must be missing back at home

-does his sister still make cookies every saturday? does his brother still pick flowers on his way home from school? does his mom still make ridiculous cards for him and his siblings? does his dad still insist that they take pictures everyday?

-do they think he’s dead?

-at this point Lance just needs to get out. he’s scared and just hopes that distracting himself will still work because it’s the only thing he could think of

-so he walks right down into the dining room where the rest of the team is and starts talking

-the others talk back, and everything goes back to normal for Lance

-but the longer he’s away from his family, the more often this occurs, until it’s a habit to just talk to everyone every time he has someone to talk to

-he talked to the paladins, he talked to the alteans, he talked to Blue (and any other lion, although he couldn’t tell if they were listening or not)

-and eventually the others found him to be more and more annoying

-which sucks, because he needs them more than ever now, because now everything he does reminds him of home

-bathing, eating, sleeping, practicing, laughing, even talking

-and there are things he never did in space like fighting, training, or using crazy machines, but it just helped remind him that he’s doing them because he’s not at home

-Lance wants to tell them, but no one else talks about being homesick so he decides he has to stay strong

-they all say he’s annoying (wether or not they mean it) so he slowly gets quieter and basically loses his only coping mechanism but no one seems to notice how much worse he’s getting

-they don’t notice how quiet he is now either, until he says something and someone asks him if he knows how to shut up before they realize that that was the first time they had heard him speak in days

-they see his face fall and his eyes fill with tears, and now they notice his eye bags and the way he seems to be ready to fall over at any given second

-they don’t say anything however, because they aren’t very social and don’t know what to say (only Hunk and Coran seem to have any skills socially, but they wouldn’t be telling Lance to shut up in the first place so it’s safe to say whoever said it wouldn’t be a feelings expert)

-so they leave it alone. Lance was probably just tired lately for some reason but they won’t make him go to sleep because they figure he’ll be fine (again, pretty sure Hunk and Coran are the only ones who know what sleeping is)

-they’re too lost in thought to notice Lance leave the room gasping for air

-they’re too busy moving on to notice that Lance won’t be fine

THIS IS NOT OKAY