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Und das letzte Bild von diesem Outfit (mehr gibt’s aber auf dem Blog!). Am Sonntag shoote ich dann wieder neue Looks mit der lieben @jacqueline.filmore_jfcreations - mal sehen, was ich mir da so für Outfits einfallen lasse! So langsam wird’s ja doch wieder wärmer und ich freu‘ mich auf Kleider und Röcke und all den Sonnenschein. Wie seht ihr das? 😉 #plussize #plussizeoutfit #plussizeblogger #luziehtan #celebratemysize #honormycurves #effyourbodystandards | 📷 @jacqueline.filmore_jfcreations

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Auf dem Pulli steht übrigens „happy“ - das sieht man leider kaum. Aber dafür fühle ich es selbst umso mehr! Ich bin wirklich glücklich zur Zeit. Glücklich, weil ich so vieles schaffe, von dem ich lange dachte, dass ich es nicht kann. Da war das „alleine zum Abendessen ins Restaurant gehen“ vor zwei Tagen echt ein großer Schritt, obwohl es halb so schlimm war (gut, ein bisschen hab‘ ich gecheatet, weil ich ja praktisch im Gingko wohne und zur Familie gehöre, haha!). Also heute allein essen, morgen erobere ich dann die Welt, ha! ✌🏻 Und bis dahin gibt’s auf dem Blog {} alle Fotos und Details zu diesem Outfit! 😉 #plussize #plussizeoutfit #plussizeblogger #luziehtan #celebratemysize #honormycurves #effyourbodystandards | 📷 @jacqueline.filmore_jfcreations

Auf dem Pulli steht übrigens...

Auf dem Blog gibt’s ein neues Outfit - mal was ganz Neues für mich. 🖤 Alle Fotos und Details (und Shoppingalternativen) gibt’s auf ✌🏻 #plussize #plussizeoutfit #plussizeblogger #luziehtan #celebratemysize #honormycurves #effyourbodystandards | 📷 @jacqueline.filmore_jfcreations

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🍸 Yesterday‘s celebration Margarita after my dinner alone - let’s see if I can check off going to a bar alone in 2018 too. 🤓 #SingleBucketList2018

🍸 Yesterday‘s celebration Margarita after...

I don’t mean to brag (okay, I do... 🤷🏼‍♀️) but my birthday present to myself arrived today and it’s this extremely amazing handmade Guybrush Threepwood action figure by @customstolf - best thing ever for a fan like me!! 🐵🐵🐵 #arrrrr #mightypirate #monkeyisland #guybrushthreepwood #customstolf

I don’t mean to brag...

Hello #SingleBucketList2018 - here’s proof that I can dine alone, yeah! Finally checking off something from the list! ✌🏻

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Noch ein letzter Blick auf das Outfit, bevor nächste Woche wieder ein neuer Look kommt. 😉 Falls ihr von dem hier noch nicht alles gesehen habt, findet ihr alle Fotos, Details und Links zum Nachshoppen (ich weiß, das Kleid ist nicht billig 😅) auf dem Blog {}. 💕 #plussize #plussizeoutfit #plussizeblogger #luziehtan #celebratemysize #honormycurves #effyourbodystandards

Noch ein letzter Blick auf...

Gestern meinte ich ja, dass ich grad keine Dates habe, aber hört mal her: stimmt gar nicht! Das allerbeste Date von allen haben wir die ganze Zeit bei uns - UNS SELBST! ♥️ Passt doch gut zum heutigen Weltfrauentag - bei dem ich übrigens der Meinung bin, dass es den im Idealfall gar nicht geben sollte, denn nur ein Tag im Jahr reicht überhaupt nicht! ☝🏻 Trotzdem wünsche ich all den wunderbaren Frauen da draußen einen fabelhaften Tag, dass ihr genauso erkennt, wie grandios ihr seid, und dass wir für unsere Rechte einstehen und kämpfen. BÄM!
Den Look gibt‘s auf dem Blog, wenn also Fragen dazu bestehen (woher ist das Kleid?), gibt’s die Antworten wie immer auf - würde mich riesig freuen, wenn ihr vorbeischaut! #plussize #plussizeoutfit #plussizeblogger #luziehtan #celebratemysize #honormycurves #effyourbodystandards

Gestern meinte ich ja, dass...

Hätte ich vielleicht am Valentinstag posten sollen, aber da mir momentan das passende Date fehlt, kommt der (meiner Meinung nach) perfekte Date-Look halt erst im März. 😉 Alle Fotos und Infos gibt’s wie immer auf dem Blog {}. #plussize #plussizeoutfit #plussizeblogger #luziehtan #celebratemysize #honormycurves #effyourbodystandards

Hätte ich vielleicht am Valentinstag...

👵🏻 Bisschen „Granny Porn“ an diesem endlich wieder sonnigen Mittwoch! Gestern Lebkuchenstimmung ☃️, heute will ich bitte draußen nen Eisbecher verputzen 🍨. Was ist da los?! Wetter so: „Entschuldigung, ich hab‘ PMS. 💁🏼‍♀️“

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• Private XXI | Overcoming Depression and Anxiety I •

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Photos: Jacqueline Filmore

It’s been some time since I told you about → my struggles with depression and anxiety. I feel like after about half a year I’m ready to give you a first update on my situation. That’s why this post is part one of my story and journey with these two – cause I’m pretty sure that there’s room for more and probably not only a second update. 

“We shall never know all the good that a simple smile can do.”
– Mother Teresa

I found this quote when I was searching for some matching words to the photo above. For me, it’s incredible to think that I had totally forgotten how to smile or laugh and actually mean it – not fake it. It’s unbelievably hard and tiring to fake a smile when all you actually want to do is cry all the time. There’s this hashtag – #notjustsad – that perfectly describes depression. Depression is more than just regular sadness, it’s as if everything inside of you is feeling all the negative feelings at the same time and this is exhausting. So exhausting that all you can do is sleep. All. The. Time. Mostly because you’re tired and also trying to escape from all this, but also because sadness and desperation (and more) are overwhelming.

People tell you to get your shit together, that everything will get better soon, that you don’t have a reason to be sad and they tell you to “just smile”. And at some point, you simply give up and whenever someone asks you how you’re doing, you don’t tell them the truth, you put on your fake smile and say that everything’s okay. It becomes kind of a mantra you repeat again and again, so often you almost believe it yourself. You start to believe that this state is actually normal, that this is how you’re supposed to be, that there’s no way to change it. And that depression is your only friend. It feels weird to think that reality is different. That this is not what you’re supposed to feel. And you believe that giving up depression, all you have left, is wrong. At least that’s what I felt. I felt like depression is kind of my best friend. That doing something about it will take away all that’s left and that it won’t get better then. And somehow, it feels great to wallow yourself in all those bad thoughts, to be “the one that’s depressive”, to have an excuse for all those negative things you do, for all those bad feelings, for all the sadness inside of you. So why give that up?

When that big BOOM in my life happened, I was finally able to understand that this is not me. That being like that is not okay. That I don’t wanna be like that anymore and that I have to change. Looking back, I’m glad that it happened because otherwise I wouldn’t have had this extremely important realization. I decided that there’s no way for me out of this without help, without therapy. And so I started to look for someone to give me a hand on this new life-changing journey.

Now, you have to know that finding the right therapist is not that easy. I had already tried a few therapists since I was 11 years old after an incident where a man followed me through the city and even waited for me outside when I tried to hide in a store. Only after seeing someone I knew, he disappeared. But a few weeks later he appeared again – in my daily bus to school. This incident caused that I wasn’t able to go somewhere alone and after I took my driving test and had the possibility to drive to school, I also couldn’t use the bus anymore. The therapist I visited at that time did not help at all. I went there every week and she played some stupid games with me, even did an IQ test and told me my intelligence was below average (something I’ll never forget cause I’m seriously not dumb). Even after years I still wasn’t able to take the bus and being alone still made me feel very uncomfortable. 

When I was 16 years old, depression started to get real. At school, I started to develop a huge fear of having to prove myself, fear of bad grades, fear of talking in front of the class. So much fear of it all that one day, when I was 18 years old, I had a major panic attack and ran away from school. This happened not only once. I tried another therapist and another one. Around 21, I even thought about going to a psychiatric day-care hospital but it felt wrong. And then I desisted from looking for help – also because I was convinced that I can get through all this on my own, that I don’t really need help. But – as you can imagine – it got worse.

Moving to Hamburg three years ago and being alone for the first time, in an own apartment, working from home (all day alone), not having friends yet, coming from a small village to a big city I didn’t know much,… all this triggered my fear and the anxiety grew. It grew so much that after about two years I wasn’t able to leave the house on my own. I was afraid of everything, I was scared and panicked all the time. And I was still convinced that I don’t need help. Even though my depression made me think about suicide more than once and the anxiety held me as a hostage. I won’t say that I was stupid, cause I was sick, but I could kick my own ass when I think about all this. I kept saying that I don’t want to do a therapy and that I don’t need it. Way to close your eyes and ignore the obvious…

“There were so many things I felt were not how they were supposed to be and I was finally ready to change it.”

After realizing that I seriously need some help, it wasn’t that easy to find someone for this job. Our health insurance system is kind of shitty when it comes to therapies – they pretty much want to choose for you who’s going to be your mental health assistant just so you don’t have to pay for it. Private therapists are pretty expensive and – let’s be honest – I knew that my condition would take some time to get back to “normal”. Half a year later, I’m still not where I should be, even though I’ve made enormous steps and am extremely proud of myself when I think about how I was six months ago, how I felt, how I acted, how I thought.

Since I needed help very urgently and there’s a serious problem with the waiting time you have to be able to accept (around 3-6 months) in order to get a therapist that’s paid for by health insurance, I decided to go for a private one nearby. And I was more than lucky – she was the perfect choice for me. And for the first time in years (and therapists), I felt ready to tell everything. I felt like I didn’t have to hide and put on my fake smile. I wanted help. I had accepted that this is the only thing that’s going to save me from, well, probably something really bad. I had already had my mental meltdown when I had to understand that my marriage was over, that I had to leave my favorite city, that my blog was probably going to die, that my actual life plans were destroyed and not happening anymore. It took me a long time to finally accept that “right now” is my new reality and that without help, I’d fail at everything that’s coming. So I sat there and told my therapist everything. Every single detail of what had brought me to her. Everything that I knew about myself that’s “wrong”, everything that caused my anxiety, everything that made me feel depressed, all those fears and struggles and the fact that I felt like I’m not able to live on my own. That I’m not independent, that I’m not the adult I should be, that I’m scared of this and that and so much more. There were so many things I felt were not how they were supposed to be and I was finally ready to change it. I knew it was going to be hard work and uncomfortable work. I knew I would have to do things I hated, things that scared me, things that I’ve never or hardly done before. And I was ready to fight.

Some days ago, I posted the picture above on Instagram and wrote this:

“We shall never know all the good that a simple smile can do.” – that’s a quote by Mother Teresa and she was so right! Through all that shit I’ve been going through the last years, I had almost forgotten the power of a true smile, of laughing – and not faking it. I’ve been in therapy since June and it’s absolutely incredible how much I’ve already changed because of all this. Deciding to get help was the best and most important step of my new journey and I want to let everybody who’s been struggling with their mental health know that you deserve to smile, to laugh, to be happy, to love life, to feel worthy and loved. You’re not alone, never. Don’t forget how great it feels to smile!

This is a short summary of what happened the last months in my life. I’ve changed a lot, my behavior and feelings towards certain situations changed. I’ve started to drive more and actually have fun while doing it, I’ve started to go out for running errands, I’ve started to keep my appointments by myself, I’ve started to take the bus again during summer (when I didn’t have the car), I’ve started to travel alone by train without being anxious, I’ve started to do easy everyday things without being scared and I’ve started to think positively – something I had stopped to do years ago. I’ve always called myself a professional pessimist and kind of lived for my motto that everything’s going wrong and will be bad. And today, if there’s something not happening as expected, I’m actually thinking of it as a challenge to prove to myself that I’m capable of making it. I’m seeing positive things where I’d have been desperate before. 

And most important: I’m smiling and laughing again. And meaning it. I’m being happy. And you can’t believe how great it feels!

I know how hard life can be for someone with depression and anxiety and I know how hard it is to accept that this won’t change without help. I know all the struggles, all those feelings and bad thoughts. I know how much life sucks when you think that dying is the only way out. And that’s why I’m writing this blog post and sharing it with you. Because I want to let you know that being like that is nothing to be ashamed of, even though in our society it still is something you shouldn’t make public and let everybody know. That’s something I want to change, as well as your thoughts towards your or other people’s sickness. I want to let you know that if you’re feeling all this, it’s okay to get help. It’s okay to accept that you can’t change it on your own. Because you’re not alone. There are so many people like “us”. And so many who really want to help. Who can help. And whose help you should gladly accept. 

If there’s only one person who reads this and finally feels ready to go for it, ask for help and get it, my deed is done. And it makes me incredibly proud to talk about this, to take you with me on that journey, which is a super exciting one. To show you how great it can be to get rid of all that negativity in your life and become a mentally healthy person that’s starting to be independent again, but most important: a person who found her way back to laughing instead of being afraid.

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  • Kirsten
    December 23, 2017

    Liebe Lu,
    Es ist gut, so offen über diese Themen zu sprechen und sie aus der Ecke der Scham
    rauszuholen. Es gibt so viele Menschen mit psychischen Erkrankungen, denen Du sicher ganz viel Mut machst.
    Dir ganz viel Erfolg auf Deinem Weg!
    LG Kirsten.

    • Luciana
      December 24, 2017

      Dankeschön, liebe Kirsten! Ich wünsche es mir sehr, dass ich anderen wirklich Mut machen kann! ♥

  • Annika
    December 22, 2017

    Liebe Lu,
    du sprichst mir aus der Seele und ich bin sehr dankbar, dass du deine Follower auch an diesem Teil deines Lebens teilhaben lässt. Das gibt mir etwas Kraft, auch meinen schwierigen Weg weiterzugehen. Sehr gut beschrieben! Schöne Weihnachten! Annika

    • Luciana
      December 24, 2017

      Ich danke dir von Herzen, liebe Annika! ♥ Ich wünsche dir auch alles Gute auf deinem Weg!

  • Verena
    December 22, 2017

    Ich habe den größten Respekt vor Dir! Danke für Deine ehrlichen und offenen Wort, liebe Lu.
    Ich weiß wie schwer ist sich einzugestehen, dass man Hilfe braucht und dann auch danach zu fragen.
    Alles Liebe für Deinen weiteren Weg.

    • Luciana
      December 24, 2017

      Vielen Dank, liebe Verena! ♥

  • Jane
    December 22, 2017

    Danke für deine offenen und tollen Worte. Dir weiterhin alles gute. Super, dass du auf so einen gutem Weg ist und danke, dass du uns auf deine Reise mitnimmst.

    • Luciana
      December 22, 2017

      Dankeschön, liebe Jane! ♥

  • prinzessin_paprika
    December 22, 2017

    Liebe Lu,

    ich bin gleich auf dem Weg nach BY zu meinen Eltern – und dann erstmal einige Zeit offline.
    Wenn ich Deinen Blog aus der Metaperspektive über die Jahre betrachte, dann sieht jeder Deine berufliche Weiterentwicklung – aber es gibt eben nur dieses öffentliche Bild einer selbstständigen Frau, die mutige und klare Statements gegen Bodyshaming veröffentlicht, sich durch extravagante Kleidung sichtbar macht.
    BUT: Never judge a book by its cover!
    Ich möchte Dir aber für Deinen Mut, Deine Einblicke danken – damit wirst Du mMn sehr viel bewegen können – bei anderen, aber auch bei Dir selbst!

    Auf das echte Lachen! Das schönste Makeup überhaupt.

    Wünsche Dir wundervolle Weihnachten,
    fühl Dich von positiver Energie und Liebe umgeben!


    • Luciana
      December 22, 2017

      Ich danke dir von Herzen, meine Liebe!

      Tatsächlich ist es so, dass ich mich auf professioneller Ebene ganz anders verhalte und da komischerweise viel mehr geht als im Privatleben. Auch das hier auf dem Blog bin ich und das ist kein Scheinbild, also nicht jemand, der ich gerne wäre, sondern jemand, der ich auch wirklich bin. Und natürlich ist das auch wirklich nur ein kleiner Teil, den man hier auf dem Blog und auch bei Social Media zu sehen bekommt.
      Ich bin aber irgendwo auch ganz froh, mich nicht mehr zu verstecken und offen zu sagen, dass privat bei mir rein gar nichts mehr gut war und sich da vieles ändern muss. Das ganze Öffentlichkeitsding dreht sich nur um Perfektion und schöne Dinge und das Leben ist nunmal nicht so. Klar sollte es nicht ganz so schwarz sein, wie es insbesondere die letzten paar Jahre bei mir war, aber ich finde es auch nicht verkehrt, dazu zu stehen, dass eben nicht alles rosig ist. Und dass man das aber in die Hand nehmen und ändern kann – gerade deshalb schreibe ich auch darüber. Weil das kein Dauerzustand sein kann/darf/soll/muss. Ich möchte gerne anderen Menschen mit gleichen oder ähnlichen Problemen, bzw. der Krankheit, zeigen, dass es einen Weg da raus gibt, was einfach so wichtig ist zu sehen, um endlich für sich selbst die Entscheidung treffen zu können, dass man Hilfe annehmen will. Denn das ist der erste Schritt und den will man eben oft nicht gehen.

      Ich wünsche dir und deiner Familie ganz wunderbare Festtage und freue mich wieder auf dich im nächsten Jahr! ♥

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