Draw My Life - PushingUpRoses

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<font color="#E5E5E5">hi everyone my name</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> is Sarah</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> but on the</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">internet I</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> am known as pushing up roses</font> and this is my draw<font color="#CCCCCC"> my life video I was</font> born in Chicago<font color="#E5E5E5"> Illinois</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> on</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> tax day and</font> trust me nobody lets<font color="#E5E5E5"> me forget</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> that</font> because<font color="#E5E5E5"> every time someone</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> asks me</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> when</font> my birthday<font color="#CCCCCC"> is</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> and I respond they go oh</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">my god</font> tax day<font color="#E5E5E5"> Wow my mom battled breast cancer</font> for a<font color="#E5E5E5"> long time before I was born and my</font> parents<font color="#E5E5E5"> thought</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> they wouldn't be able</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> to</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">have me but alas Here I am</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> my parents</font> were a<font color="#CCCCCC"> bit older when they had me and my</font> dad loved music so<font color="#CCCCCC"> I grew up</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> listening</font> to<font color="#CCCCCC"> a lot of</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> 60s 70s and</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> 80s I used to</font> spend a lot<font color="#CCCCCC"> of time with my dad</font> recording cassette tapes of songs that <font color="#E5E5E5">we</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> used to play on the</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> radio and we</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">would watch episodes of the Monkees and</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">I like singing and drawing and even as a</font> kid I kind of<font color="#E5E5E5"> liked</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> being alone a</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> lot so</font> I could<font color="#CCCCCC"> do creative things</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> I've always</font> been a<font color="#E5E5E5"> little bit of an introspective</font> person even<font color="#E5E5E5"> in childhood</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> which I'm sure</font> you'll figure out<font color="#E5E5E5"> as soon as you listen</font> to<font color="#CCCCCC"> this entire</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> video humor was also a</font> really important<font color="#CCCCCC"> thing to me</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> even at a</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">young age I came from a sarcastic snarky</font> family and<font color="#E5E5E5"> always felt really good</font> whenever<font color="#E5E5E5"> I can make my</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> cousins or my</font> friends laugh<font color="#E5E5E5"> for the record if you want</font> to get specific my<font color="#E5E5E5"> favorite types of</font> humor are dark and zany humor<font color="#CCCCCC"> although</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">the joke in the picture is</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> neither dark</font> nor zany it's just really<font color="#E5E5E5"> bad I grew up</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">suffering with childhood obesity</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">wasn't very active in my diet wasn't</font> really great<font color="#CCCCCC"> so I had a weight problem</font> throughout<font color="#E5E5E5"> my childhood</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> and</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> into my</font> teens<font color="#E5E5E5"> around</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> 2nd grade is the earliest I</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">can remember</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> feeling a sense of sadness</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">I was really quiet</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I'd never talked to</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">anybody but I was really smart and my</font> teachers<font color="#CCCCCC"> always liked me by the time I</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">had</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> fifth grade I was obese and became</font> insanely aware of my appearance<font color="#CCCCCC"> I would</font> not let people<font color="#CCCCCC"> take pictures</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> of me</font> because I<font color="#CCCCCC"> despised</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> what I saw and I</font> wouldn't go out<font color="#E5E5E5"> or make</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> friends</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> a lot</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> of</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">my time was</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> spent drawing writing or</font> playing computer games<font color="#E5E5E5"> sometimes</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I'd be</font> so stressed out during<font color="#E5E5E5"> class I'd excuse</font> myself and lock myself in the<font color="#CCCCCC"> bathroom</font> and stay<font color="#E5E5E5"> there for hours until I got</font> sent home and<font color="#E5E5E5"> nobody could figure</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> out</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">what</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> was</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> wrong because I was too</font> embarrassed<font color="#E5E5E5"> to</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> tell anyone</font> I do<font color="#CCCCCC"> remember things getting slightly</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">better</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> in</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> sixth</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> grade</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> because I had this</font> awesome<font color="#E5E5E5"> teacher who encouraged my</font> writing and<font color="#CCCCCC"> seemed</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> to understand that I</font> needed<font color="#E5E5E5"> some way</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> to express myself he</font> bought me a book<font color="#E5E5E5"> of poetry and urged me</font> to<font color="#E5E5E5"> read and write so</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I did and I still</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">appreciate him to this</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> day at the risk</font> of sounding like<font color="#E5E5E5"> a</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> crazy stalker I</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">actually once</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> attempted to track him</font> down on<font color="#E5E5E5"> Facebook and anyone who says</font> they've<font color="#CCCCCC"> never tried to do that</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> is a</font> fucking liar my dad would also<font color="#E5E5E5"> try to</font> keep<font color="#E5E5E5"> my brooding mind busy by playing</font> chess<font color="#CCCCCC"> with</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> me for hours at a time</font> watching Stephen King movies with me <font color="#E5E5E5">which my mom hated because she thought</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">it would scare me but I am my father's</font> daughter<font color="#E5E5E5"> as it turned out I followed in</font> his<font color="#E5E5E5"> footsteps of liking dark</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> humor and</font> morose media<font color="#CCCCCC"> I remember we stayed up</font> late watching<font color="#E5E5E5"> The Shining once and my</font> mom got so pissed<font color="#E5E5E5"> off and the one time</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">she had a right</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> because</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> it secretly</font> scared<font color="#E5E5E5"> the piss out of me</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> damn those</font> shining<font color="#E5E5E5"> twins</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> my dad was diagnosed</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> with</font> lung cancer while I was in junior<font color="#E5E5E5"> high</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">and though it actually did look</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> pretty</font> hopeful<font color="#E5E5E5"> at first he had</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> his lung taken</font> out and<font color="#E5E5E5"> we</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> thought all the cancer was</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">removed we later found out it had</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> spread</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">to the brain</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> and it</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> was</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> terminal my dad</font> was drafted<font color="#E5E5E5"> to Vietnam when he was</font> younger<font color="#E5E5E5"> and</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> it was later</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> revealed that</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">he was affected by Agent Orange</font> poisoning it all happened really quickly <font color="#E5E5E5">and my mental well-being was shot from</font> having seen my father my best friend gets sick<font color="#E5E5E5"> and hear him every</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> morning</font> throwing<font color="#E5E5E5"> up from chemotherapy</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I was</font> forced into<font color="#CCCCCC"> counseling after</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> I had</font> written scary<font color="#E5E5E5"> sounding things on my</font> homework<font color="#E5E5E5"> namely I was admitting that I</font> thought<font color="#E5E5E5"> about death and dying very</font> frequently and eventually I was<font color="#CCCCCC"> sent to</font> a therapist outside<font color="#E5E5E5"> of school but I was</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">not diagnosed with</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> anything at</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> that time</font> because I lied to the therapist about <font color="#E5E5E5">how I was feeling</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> so I didn't</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> have to go</font> back<font color="#E5E5E5"> early one morning at around 3 a.m.</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">I heard my dogs crying at my dad's</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">bedroom so I got up and went in he'd</font> been in a coma all day but when I saw him he had<font color="#E5E5E5"> turned blue</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> from choking</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> in</font> his<font color="#E5E5E5"> sleep and my mom was running all</font> over<font color="#E5E5E5"> the house</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> in a panic while my</font> sister sat next to the bed telling him it would be<font color="#CCCCCC"> okay</font> I felt<font color="#E5E5E5"> wrecked</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I watched my dad die</font> within minutes <font color="#CCCCCC">I remember</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> thinking it was the worst</font> night of my<font color="#CCCCCC"> life</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> just saying all this</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">out loud even just fills me with emotion</font> and<font color="#E5E5E5"> it's tough even</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> now</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> just seeing the</font> words I'm reciting<font color="#E5E5E5"> into the mic on the</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">script here is painful and it's hard to</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">listen</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> to myself things got really bad</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">after the death of my father</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> my</font> self-image problems shot through the roof<font color="#CCCCCC"> because I was stress eating</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> all the</font> time<font color="#CCCCCC"> just trying to</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> deal</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> with a major</font> loss and the weight piled on very <font color="#E5E5E5">quickly I hated high school and I found</font> myself ditching a lot of days to the point where my teachers were really <font color="#E5E5E5">getting angry at me insisting that I</font> shape up and get my<font color="#CCCCCC"> homework done</font> despite knowing that<font color="#CCCCCC"> I had just lost my</font> dad and looking at it<font color="#CCCCCC"> from Who I am</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> now</font> those teachers were<font color="#E5E5E5"> fucking terrible</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> and</font> I really wish they would<font color="#CCCCCC"> have been more</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">encouraging to comfort myself I spent a</font> lot<font color="#CCCCCC"> of time on computers I've always had</font> one since I<font color="#CCCCCC"> was a little girl and I</font> became<font color="#CCCCCC"> very savvy with them</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> over time</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">the first computer game</font> ever played<font color="#E5E5E5"> was King's Quest</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> three when</font> I was really<font color="#CCCCCC"> young on my</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> aunt's</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> Tandy</font> 1000 and after<font color="#E5E5E5"> that I'd always had a</font> computer<font color="#E5E5E5"> with a lot of games to keep me</font> occupied<font color="#CCCCCC"> I also had a few consoles</font> growing up as<font color="#E5E5E5"> well more notably a Sega</font> Genesis and<font color="#E5E5E5"> later on and</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> n64 which I</font> both<font color="#CCCCCC"> loved</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> to death but I always found</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">myself on the</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> computer more</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> than</font> anything else<font color="#CCCCCC"> I remember at one point</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> my</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">family finally decided to get the</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">Internet and we had a o L 3.0 and I fell</font> in<font color="#CCCCCC"> love with it I got really</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> into</font> chatroom role-playing and made a lot<font color="#CCCCCC"> of</font> online friends that way and I spent most <font color="#E5E5E5">of my time creating characters and</font> writing<font color="#E5E5E5"> stories and</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> drawings and looking</font> back<font color="#E5E5E5"> at</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> that I realize how</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> unhealthy it</font> probably was at the time<font color="#E5E5E5"> but it was</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> the</font> only way I<font color="#CCCCCC"> ever felt comforted one day I</font> went to school<font color="#CCCCCC"> feeling really really</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> bad</font> and<font color="#E5E5E5"> really really</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> hopeless I hated high</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">school so much I hated it more</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> than</font> junior<font color="#E5E5E5"> high and I hated it more than</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">elementary school and I felt</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> like</font> everyone<font color="#E5E5E5"> was making fun</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> of me and after</font> my dad died I had started wearing<font color="#E5E5E5"> really</font> dark heavy makeup<font color="#E5E5E5"> and</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> all-black I never</font> talked to anybody and I had gotten up<font color="#E5E5E5"> to</font> 250<font color="#CCCCCC"> pounds at that point so I know</font> students would whisper<font color="#E5E5E5"> and point at me</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">and I always felt eyes of judgment on me</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">i mouthed off to my math teacher after</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">she</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> yelled at</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> me</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> for not doing my</font> homework<font color="#E5E5E5"> and they sent</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> me to the</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> school</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">counselor</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I mouthed off to him as well</font> and was sent back<font color="#CCCCCC"> to</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> the therapist</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I</font> told her I didn't<font color="#CCCCCC"> want to live and they</font> committed<font color="#CCCCCC"> me to the psychiatric</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> ward</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> my</font> family was confused and didn't know what <font color="#CCCCCC">to do so they went</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> with whatever the</font> school<font color="#E5E5E5"> and doctors wanted they put me on</font> medicine<font color="#E5E5E5"> and I wasn't allowed to go back</font> to public<font color="#E5E5E5"> school so they sent me to</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> an</font> alternative<font color="#E5E5E5"> school</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> instead</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> at that time</font> the meds had an adverse effect on<font color="#E5E5E5"> me</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I</font> was<font color="#E5E5E5"> only 15 and sometimes psychiatric</font> medicine can be<font color="#E5E5E5"> really tricky in</font> adolescence<font color="#E5E5E5"> so my condition actually</font> worsened<font color="#E5E5E5"> I would lock myself in the</font> basement<font color="#E5E5E5"> and sit in the</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> dark all night</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">one night</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I looked in the mirror and</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> I</font> decided that<font color="#E5E5E5"> was it</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I was worthless</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">nobody liked me I was fat I was a burden</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">to my</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> family I failed at school and the</font> meds were affecting me<font color="#E5E5E5"> terribly and at</font> the time I just<font color="#CCCCCC"> wanted to die and I felt</font> like<font color="#E5E5E5"> that</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> was the only</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> way</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> out I</font> genuinely felt<font color="#E5E5E5"> like people</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> would be</font> better<font color="#CCCCCC"> off without</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> me</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> like I was doing</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">the world a favor</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> by extracting myself</font> from<font color="#E5E5E5"> it</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> in my mind</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> people</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> being hurt or</font> devastated from losing me was not even there<font color="#CCCCCC"> in my mind</font> in my<font color="#CCCCCC"> mind I saw</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> people celebrating my</font> death I went upstairs my meds<font color="#E5E5E5"> and took every pill</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> in the</font> bottle<font color="#CCCCCC"> I went back downstairs got into</font> bed<font color="#E5E5E5"> and passed out</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I don't</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> remember much</font> of what<font color="#E5E5E5"> happened</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> next I was</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> told my</font> sister had to give me CPR until the ambulance came<font color="#E5E5E5"> that night</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I don't</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">remember anything except waking up in</font> the<font color="#CCCCCC"> hospital my</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> teenage</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> years were very</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">up-and-down after that I had</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> dropped out</font> of high<font color="#CCCCCC"> school</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> but actually ended up</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">getting my GED</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I was put on so many</font> different<font color="#CCCCCC"> kinds of medication</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> at least</font> four<font color="#CCCCCC"> different ones at one time and I</font> didn't even<font color="#E5E5E5"> know what any</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> of</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> them were</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">doing it seemed like one med helped</font> something but then I<font color="#E5E5E5"> needed another</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> med</font> to combat the side effects of<font color="#CCCCCC"> that and</font> then stimulants<font color="#E5E5E5"> and it was brutal</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I felt</font> like a<font color="#CCCCCC"> zombie I met a boy who</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> would</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> be</font> my<font color="#CCCCCC"> boyfriend</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> for</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> the next five years who</font> really helped me get<font color="#CCCCCC"> back</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> on my feet</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">though</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I went to a Columbia College</font> Chicago<font color="#E5E5E5"> where I studied fiction writing</font> and<font color="#E5E5E5"> also spent a couple</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> years studying</font> psychology<font color="#E5E5E5"> actually</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> ended up with a</font> degree<font color="#CCCCCC"> in information technology much</font> later in my life<font color="#CCCCCC"> though</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> I was still</font> obsessed<font color="#CCCCCC"> with</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> my weight and I fell for</font> every marketing bullshit diet there was I didn't<font color="#CCCCCC"> have</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> anyone knowledgeable</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">enough</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> to help me</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> begin a healthy</font> routine<font color="#E5E5E5"> and I never</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> ever expected myself</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">to fall victim</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> to</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> something like bulimia</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">and not ever in a million</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> years I knew</font> how horrible it<font color="#E5E5E5"> was</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I knew it was bad</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">but I was tired of being the fat</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> one in</font> my group<font color="#CCCCCC"> of friends I thought</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> the only</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">way I'd ever lose weight and</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> look like</font> those unrealistically stupid photographs and media perfect<font color="#CCCCCC"> women which was all I</font> ever wanted for the longest time<font color="#E5E5E5"> was to</font> purge my food and I ended up<font color="#E5E5E5"> falling</font> victim to bulimia for<font color="#E5E5E5"> about</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> ten years</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">with several</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> hospitalizations related to</font> that for a<font color="#CCCCCC"> really long</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> time</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I was</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> pretty</font> much a functioning bulimic<font color="#CCCCCC"> the weight</font> was coming off and at the same<font color="#E5E5E5"> time</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I</font> was<font color="#E5E5E5"> in college I had</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> a pretty solid</font> relationship I still loved drawing and <font color="#CCCCCC">writing and music and</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> I had some really</font> amazing friends<font color="#CCCCCC"> I dropped over a hundred</font> pounds<font color="#CCCCCC"> and even though I told myself I</font> would stop once<font color="#CCCCCC"> I'd lost the weight I</font> could not stop it became addictive and it seemed the<font color="#E5E5E5"> more weight I lost the</font> more<font color="#E5E5E5"> unhappy I was the more</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I wasn't</font> able<font color="#E5E5E5"> to get this strange unrealistic</font> vision in my<font color="#CCCCCC"> mind of what I should</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> look</font> like<font color="#E5E5E5"> and the more out of control</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I got</font> my brain constantly constantly <font color="#E5E5E5">constantly told me I needed to be sexy I</font> needed to be sexy and pretty because <font color="#E5E5E5">that's what people want that's what</font> people expect<font color="#CCCCCC"> the media</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> tells me I'm fat</font> I need makeup<font color="#E5E5E5"> my hair needs to be</font> perfect<font color="#E5E5E5"> and above</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">all I need to be thin everything else</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">about my face and body was wrong and</font> required<font color="#E5E5E5"> some</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> kind of cream or</font> newfangled<font color="#E5E5E5"> moneymaker to fix it there's</font> a product<font color="#CCCCCC"> out there for everything you</font> know I feel<font color="#CCCCCC"> like I've owned them all</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">sometimes I would overeat and throw up</font> in bags in<font color="#CCCCCC"> my</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> room or jars and hide them</font> in the<font color="#CCCCCC"> closet until</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> I could throw them</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">out later just so people</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> wouldn't follow</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">me to the bathroom</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> or monitor me and I</font> know if you're listening that sounds really gross and massively fucked up and <font color="#E5E5E5">it is and I hated it</font> with more<font color="#E5E5E5"> encouragement from my</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">boyfriend</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I went and talked to</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> a</font> psychiatrist who diagnosed me with <font color="#E5E5E5">bulimia and body dysmorphic disorder at</font> one point I<font color="#E5E5E5"> was losing</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> my hair and my</font> skin had turned yellow<font color="#E5E5E5"> from</font> malnourishment and<font color="#E5E5E5"> the doctor saw the</font> effect it had on me and<font color="#E5E5E5"> put me on a lot</font> of<font color="#E5E5E5"> different</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> new medications which also</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">didn't work</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> once again and the</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> medicine</font> seemed to<font color="#E5E5E5"> have an adverse effect</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I ended</font> up<font color="#CCCCCC"> overdosing four more times up</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> until</font> my early<font color="#E5E5E5"> 20s two of which resulted in</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">having my</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> stomach pumped</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> and all</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> of them</font> resulted in extended time in<font color="#CCCCCC"> a mental</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">facility</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> around</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> age 23</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> and after many</font> forms of treatment and therapy I finally found myself recovering from the effects of bulimia<font color="#CCCCCC"> I was single</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> and jobless at</font> the time and although<font color="#E5E5E5"> I was doing a lot</font> better<font color="#E5E5E5"> I was</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> a little lost for a</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> little</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">while I had apprenticed as a body</font> piercer<font color="#CCCCCC"> but I wasn't well enough</font> physically or mentally to really carry that out<font color="#CCCCCC"> until the</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> end then I met</font> someone<font color="#CCCCCC"> a guy a computer science</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> major</font> who wanted<font color="#CCCCCC"> to be a programmer and</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> I was</font> really<font color="#E5E5E5"> really inspired by him and he was</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">inspired by me too so we started dating</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">that's when things really</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> started</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">turning around</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> my eating disorder was</font> more under control<font color="#CCCCCC"> even</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> though I</font> suffered and still suffer<font color="#CCCCCC"> from some of</font> the<font color="#E5E5E5"> more long-term effects like fear and</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">paranoia about food I'd gained nearly</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">all the weight</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> back that I had lost</font> their unhealthy means<font color="#E5E5E5"> but with the help</font> of my boyfriend I was<font color="#CCCCCC"> actually able</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> to</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">get that back in control and I was able</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">to lose it in a healthy</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> way things</font> really turned around hardcore<font color="#CCCCCC"> I</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> even got</font> a job<font color="#E5E5E5"> as a college teacher</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> aid in the</font> technology<font color="#CCCCCC"> department and</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> I did that for</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">about</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> three years</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> I started playing</font> computer games again and I<font color="#E5E5E5"> found a</font> community<font color="#E5E5E5"> of PC gamers on the</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> internet</font> whom I could<font color="#CCCCCC"> talk to about anything I</font> made new friends and<font color="#E5E5E5"> started</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> feeling</font> really<font color="#E5E5E5"> accomplished</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">I discovered a website called that guy</font> with the<font color="#E5E5E5"> glasses calm and I became a fan</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">later I actually ended up joining the</font> site as a contributor<font color="#E5E5E5"> it was awesome at</font> the time I loved it I love the community<font color="#CCCCCC"> and friends I made</font> there<font color="#E5E5E5"> I loved putting out video game</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">content at seeing people's</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> reactions and</font> I<font color="#E5E5E5"> especially loved and still love</font> connecting<font color="#CCCCCC"> with viewers</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> and talking to</font> them<font color="#E5E5E5"> and writing blogs about my life to</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">inspire people</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> and the feedback I would</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">get from that and to this day</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> making</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">people happy</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> and reaching out to people</font> is still my favorite<font color="#E5E5E5"> part of being</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> a</font> content creator<font color="#E5E5E5"> as much as it was</font> awesome<font color="#CCCCCC"> it</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> was tough making</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> videos was</font> and is still<font color="#CCCCCC"> today</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> a huge accomplishment</font> for<font color="#E5E5E5"> me because I never thought I was</font> thin<font color="#CCCCCC"> enough or attractive enough</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> to push</font> through<font color="#E5E5E5"> but</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I did it anyway because I</font> wanted to<font color="#E5E5E5"> prove</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> myself that I was worth</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">something and</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> that I could do it despite</font> how I felt about<font color="#E5E5E5"> myself</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I stayed on</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> that</font> guy with<font color="#E5E5E5"> the glasses for about two years</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">before I decided I</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> wanted</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> to move on</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">again</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> life was</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> pretty</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> good but something</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">was still</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> a little bit off I was having</font> a hard<font color="#CCCCCC"> time holding</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> on to</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> friends and</font> maintaining<font color="#CCCCCC"> relationships</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> and I had an</font> extreme desire to either<font color="#E5E5E5"> start or end</font> romantic relationships that were not good for<font color="#E5E5E5"> me</font> and it was mostly<font color="#CCCCCC"> due to still</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">struggling with depression</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> and suicide</font> ideation<font color="#CCCCCC"> I remember things getting bad</font> again<font color="#E5E5E5"> at one point that I was</font> experiencing delusions and just feeling <font color="#CCCCCC">really unhealthy so I took a</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> little</font> hiatus from<font color="#E5E5E5"> the</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> internet to</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> think about</font> things<font color="#CCCCCC"> I took</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> up kickboxing at the time</font> and<font color="#CCCCCC"> got my eating habits under</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> even</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> more</font> control<font color="#E5E5E5"> I spent a lot of time reading</font> and<font color="#E5E5E5"> focusing on</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> myself</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> after a few</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">months of that I decided to leave</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> that</font> guy with<font color="#CCCCCC"> the</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> glasses and try YouTube it</font> was hard because I<font color="#CCCCCC"> already had</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> this</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">popular following on that guy with the</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">glasses and almost no following on</font> YouTube<font color="#CCCCCC"> and I knew a lot</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> of</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> producers</font> already<font color="#E5E5E5"> some whom were very popular and</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">I felt like they had</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> already way</font> surpassed me and I wasn't<font color="#E5E5E5"> sure if I</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">would even gain any viewership</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> turns out</font> I was wrong and<font color="#CCCCCC"> even though my channel</font> isn't very big at this<font color="#E5E5E5"> point in time I'm</font> so grateful for<font color="#E5E5E5"> the amount of people who</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">have taken interest in my content</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I feel</font> like I found a voice here in the <font color="#E5E5E5">computer game community and not only</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">that but a voice that can encourage</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">people who have had problems</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> eating</font> disorders really bad depression<font color="#CCCCCC"> and</font> anxiety and I found a<font color="#E5E5E5"> place</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> that I can</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">be myself and talk</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> to</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> people</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> with candor</font> and it's been<font color="#E5E5E5"> really amazing I've met</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">awesome friends who really wanted to</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">support</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> me</font> initially it was<font color="#CCCCCC"> peanut butter gamer who</font> urged me<font color="#CCCCCC"> to try</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> YouTube which led me</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> to</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">make really good friends and colleagues</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">like lazy game reviews ancient dos games</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">Laser frog and other let's players like</font> rusalka<font color="#CCCCCC"> Nidoking and her crabbiness who</font> have the same gaming<font color="#E5E5E5"> interests as I do</font> and I<font color="#E5E5E5"> started hosting my videos on retro</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">where a site that seemed to</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> be much more</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">suited for</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> me than that guy with the</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">glasses was I</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> never thought that</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> someone</font> is fucked up as myself could have an impact<font color="#CCCCCC"> on other people and it makes</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> me</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">feel like I'm doing something right</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">there's still</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> a lot of hardship</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> in my</font> life and I<font color="#E5E5E5"> feel like I'm never truly</font> normal I have bad days<font color="#CCCCCC"> and sometimes I</font> do obsess and<font color="#E5E5E5"> think about death and my</font> dad and going back to<font color="#CCCCCC"> purging</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> but I feel</font> like<font color="#E5E5E5"> I've learned to deal with my</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">feelings in a much more productive way</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">sometimes I express them in a video and</font> sometimes I<font color="#CCCCCC"> just wait for those</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> feelings</font> to<font color="#E5E5E5"> pass and sometimes I've reached out</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">to</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> other</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> people because</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> I've built up</font> this great<font color="#E5E5E5"> support system</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> people who</font> truly<font color="#E5E5E5"> care about me even</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> when my</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">depression is powerful</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> no matter what</font> scale you<font color="#E5E5E5"> think my hardships are on even</font> if you cannot relate<font color="#CCCCCC"> to them personally</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">I know it's important that they</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> are</font> shared for<font color="#E5E5E5"> the people</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> that can much of</font> my life<font color="#E5E5E5"> has been controlled by mental</font> illness<font color="#CCCCCC"> and I want it to have a</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> purpose</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">so I use all of these</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> negative things</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> in</font> my life to<font color="#E5E5E5"> create other things that make</font> people<font color="#E5E5E5"> happy and ultimately I feel very</font> fulfilled these<font color="#E5E5E5"> days and I've</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> been doing</font> the<font color="#CCCCCC"> best I've ever</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> been doing it's not</font> perfect<font color="#E5E5E5"> because no one's life</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> is perfect</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">and I know this</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> video has</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> been somewhat</font> intense<font color="#E5E5E5"> but it truly is my life and it</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">has molded me into</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> what I feel</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> is a</font> strong person<font color="#CCCCCC"> with a lot of</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> compassion</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">and drive thank you guys so much for</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">seeing something</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> cool about</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> me that made</font> you want<font color="#E5E5E5"> to watch my videos or follow me</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">on Twitter or attend my live streams</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> and</font> for seeing<font color="#CCCCCC"> something that maybe I could</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">not see myself</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> I want it thank you</font> but let me<font color="#E5E5E5"> be massive again and now I</font> would<font color="#CCCCCC"> like to thank every single one of</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">my viewers</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> ahem</font> thank you thank<font color="#E5E5E5"> you thank you thank you</font> thank<font color="#CCCCCC"> you thank you thank you thank you</font> thank you<font color="#CCCCCC"> you'd</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> know who you are</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> thank</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">you thank</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> you thank you thank you</font> why am i doing<font color="#CCCCCC"> hanging</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> around I should</font> be on that<font color="#CCCCCC"> training gone</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">I should be riding on</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> that train</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">sentence Oh what am i doing hanging</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">around</font>
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Channel: PushingUpRoses
Views: 145,432
Rating: 4.9502368 out of 5
Keywords: pushinguproses, pushinguproses review, pushinguproses let's play, DOS, gameplay, walkthrough, game footage, video game review, review, commentary, Draw My Life, Draw My Life PushingUpRoses, pushinguproses mental health, Bulimia Nervosa (Disease Or Medical Condition), PushingUpRoses bulimia
Id: Y_9xEVo954g
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Length: 15min 32sec (932 seconds)
Published: Sat May 23 2015
Reddit Comments

I think it's very cool that she manages to still have such a positive outlook on her video making and all the people she got to connect with through it. (ie focusing on the good connections, not the haters)

👍︎︎ 4 👤︎︎ u/LolaRuns 📅︎︎ May 25 2015 🗫︎ replies

I think she is pretty darn awesome. So many people - I had a "friend" like this, view anyone who has difficulties like this as just wanting attention. You don't. That's the trouble. She and I have a few things in common, and I am glad to see that she has been able to carry on and overcome a lot of things that have been troubling her.

👍︎︎ 3 👤︎︎ u/moonshinesalute 📅︎︎ May 25 2015 🗫︎ replies
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