The Effects Of Negative Images And Thoughts About It

I’d lived in Florida my entire life up until I was nine years old, so moving to a new state was a big change for me. In fact, moving to Ohio was the biggest change in my life so far. It was because of my grandparents’ visit that mom realized living in Florida isolated us from the rest of our family. For this reason, my parents came to the conclusion that we should move to Ohio. I didn’t want to go at first, but I didn’t have much of a choice.

Moving happens frequently, about fourteen percent of Americans move each year. It doesn’t seem like a lot, but it is about 46,778,674 American citizens, that’s each year alone. If it hasn’t happened consider yourself lucky. If you’ve never personally moved, chances are probably know someone who has. The struggles that come along with moving can start off calm and fine but the reality of what is being left behind sets in and just realizing that everything has changed. I’ve moved three times, each time to completely new locations, new places I’ve never seen, and new faces I hadn’t met. The first time I moved it was life-changing. I was moving from the suburbs of Coppell, Texas to Albany, Georgia.

When my dad and stepmom began talking about moving, I didn’t think much of it. They had moved a lot, so I admit I wasn’t really worried about it. Where they were living then, was my favorite out of all the places they had lived because it was right down the road from my mom’s house. It was easy for my sister, Kelcey, and I to go visit our dad, stepmom, and little sister, Kyra. We could literally just walk, before I had a car, over there almost whenever we wanted. But, that changed when they started talking about moving again.

You see, not everyone has the experience of moving, leaving places that you love. The people and places stick with you. But, it’s not

In the heat of summer 2011, I moved from small town Statesboro, Georgia to Columbia, South Carolina. I was only six at the time, so I hadn’t really thought much about moving to a new house, new school, or even a whole other state. In actual fact, I was mostly enthusiastic about moving. This was a both positive and negative experience for my whole family. This was the year my whole life changed.

“Why do we have to go?” I asked. My mom had just told me that we were moving to Jackson. Just thinking about moving made thoughts race through my head. What will happen to my life? What about my friends? After moving, I gained three life skills; relationships, creativity, and humor.

When we think about addiction, it seems we mostly talk about substances or activities and rarely about the deeply set emotions that come with being an addict. Recently I watched the HBO special Addiction, and was struck by its limited scope in relating dependence or addiction to thoughts. As I watched the segments, I wondered if they had considered the number of ordinary people struggling with the less obvious but equally debilitating addiction to shame. Shame drives tapes within the mind of each person in slightly different ways but the outcome for most of us is the same…unfulfilling choices.

Over the past eight years of my life I’ve moved three different times, and each time was a stressful and exciting adventure. When it comes to moving, I think about the heavy large brown boxes full of clothing, the large three-ton orange and white U-Haul truck and the sore achy muscles that comes along the day after the move. Some people like to hire people to help them move, but every time I’ve moved it was only me, my mother, my younger brother, and some of my brother’s friends if we were lucky. Moving can also be a learning experience that can lead you down the path of stress, anger, fear, and accomplishment. In life, you face different obstacles every single day.

Stereotypes both positive and negative follow all races, genders, and socioeconomic classes; we all carry preconceived ideas of others based on past experiences, the media, or what we have been told by others. Negative stereotypes that follow Hispanics are that they are 'illegals', when on the contrary, most come to the United States legally on Visa's, resident alien passes, or through the Naturalization process. Recently, the media has criminalized Hispanics, placing blame on a this group for the surge in crime in metropolitan cities across the U.S. Lastly, there is the thought that Hispanics are 'stealing jobs' from 'true Americans' (whatever that is).

These unrealistic images have falsely encouraged men and women to engage in disordered eating and have an obsession over their figures in order to achieve the body ideal portrayed by society through peers and the online worlds. Psychologists indicate disordered eating such as anorexia and bulimia as mental disorders – they are the decision to nourish with the belief that they will fit a certain body ideal standardised by society. According to a study by researchers at Bradley Hospital, Butler Hospital and Brown Medical School, negative body image often leads teenagers to feel depressed, anxious, and suicidal compared to teens diagnosed with other psychiatric illnesses. The study further finds out that the concern constantly occupies their brain

“Good night mom,” I called as I closed the door to my room , flicked off the lights, and headed towards my bed. I glanced over at the tiny white screen of my alarm clock. It read 10:45 p.m. I laid down, closed my eyes, and let my mind wander until a dark veil draped over my eyes and I entered the world of sleep.

Moving can be terrifying, but it can also be exciting. People move for various reasons. Some reasons are to start a new job, to get away from a past life, or even to get into a relationship. Adolescents don’t admire moving because then they have to switch schools and make new friends. Some kids enjoy moving because they get a new house and make new friends. Moving wasn’t at all what I expected it to be, but I think it was one of the best decisions I’ve made.

On December 19, 2012, on the way back home from soccer practice, my parents let the news out that we were to move for the second in two years. The year before had been an adventurous one. I was beginning “middle school” in Australian standards, and that was the year I found out that our family was to be moving back to the US, to the Windy City. Well…a little north from there to a small village named Glencoe. This move was welcome as for the first time I would receive an education in America. Upon moving there and getting settled in and starting school, I fell in love with the place and everybody who was associated with it as it was a small village with less than 2,000 people. I also did not expect to move anywhere. I though that this would

Moving is hard for anyone, especially if you’ve lived most of your life in one certain place. I dreaded the words coming out of my mother’s mouth. I didn't know what lie ahead. On the other hand, it turns out we're moving to buy a house, this is the first time we ever bought a house we usually just rent them. I was familiar with the house my Uncle Jimmy used to live there. I was just reluctant to leave all that I knew behind and start all over. I know that I was only eleven years old at the time of this “big” move, but it felt like it was happening all so fast. No one likes being the new girl at school.

Moving form neighborhood to neighborhood for some could be a hard task to accomplish. The emotions of leaving a place I had been living the past seven years of my life were somewhat confusing. The feelings were all mixed between happiness, sadness and excitement. This new experience was something that not only I, but my family as well was going through and for that I was sure. We all had family members and many friends who we were not going to see for a long time but I looked at this in a good way. For me this was more of a positive experience than a negative one. Looking at the negative side of moving to a new city for a better life would be ungrateful. The time it took for us to move, the things we went through, or as I call them experiences,