by Lindsay Hinmon
So, I’m going to talk to you today about depression. That makes a lot of people uncomfortable, but I think you should keep reading anyway. I get why no one wants to talk about it. It’s a delicate subject because it’s so riddled with pain. Depression hurts people. It hurts those who face it and those who know and love those who face it. I know because I have been in both those groups. Because I’ve know both sides, I’ve come up with a theory:
I’ll be the first to admit that life on the island is beyond worth the sacrifices we make. I’ve seen more earthly beauty in the last year of my life than the first twenty. The fruit is fantastic, the sun is exquisite, the sand is a thing of beauty and I will never, ever, ever get over my crush on the crystal blue hue of the ocean waves of Hawaii. That being said, Hawaii is much, much more than the tropical paradise portrayed on postcards, and when that “much, much more” starts invading my cupboards, a girl’s got the right to express her discontent.
I offer you 10 Reasons I’m Allowed to (Momentarily) Hate Hawaii.
The following is a blog post from Tiny Anxiety, a blog full of stories and thoughts of BYU-Hawaii alumn Melece.
Months ago, four strong, intelligent, beautiful lady pioneers of debating and I founded an online debate club. We created a Facebook group specifically designed for young ladies such as ourselves to engage in stirring debates about whatever struck our fancy. By encouraging research, arguments, not being aggressive, or being easily offended, we were sure we would see ourselves flowering into mighty goddesses of civil arguments just in time for the 2016 political campaign.
By Rachel Geary
You are not good enough for me. Repenting of sins is fine for other people. Fine for the bishop and for God, but not for me. The Atonement makes people pure again in theory, but because you’ve had to use it you will never be good enough for me. God may have forgotten your sins and the Savior’s sacrifice may have turned the scarlet mark of your sins into driven white snow, but I will ever see you covered in the taint of your past decisions.
I can do this; I can wrap my fist about your past and brandish it at will because your sins are not my sins of choice. When I stumble, it is on smaller blocks, and my fall is not as great.
Are these words too harsh? Maybe if I said them differently they would be easier to accept, even repeat. “I would never date anyone who, in the past, has used alcohol or had sex. I mean, its better to date someone who has never given into temptation. They’re stronger, better people. It doesn’t matter if they’re temple worthy now, you never know. I just don’t want to be put in that position.” Or, “I could never be really good friends with a church member who has abused drugs or broken the law of chastity. They knew better when they sinned. Even if they repented, who's to say if things got hard they wouldn’t slip?”
More thoughts? Comment on the post or contact us through email. We want to hear from you!
*Although this organization has members who are Brigham Young University Hawaii students, the organization is not a part of or affiliated with the University. It is a separate and independent organization which is responsible for and manages its own activities and affairs. The University does not direct, supervise or control the organization and is not responsible for the organization's content.