About Me!
Heyas!
Welcome back to BananaBuilding π
Four posts
after, I think it’s about time I introduce myself because basically, I’m sure
that so far you only know me as the girl with the eating disorder. I promise
though, I’m more than that.
My full
name is Eleftheria (Ria for short) and it’s the Greek word for liberty. Yes,
I’m Greek! Born and raised in Greece. I don’t think I’ve ever even been aboard
to be honest. I was born on March 3rd , 1999 and I can brag about
having the same birthday as one of my most favorite artists, Camila Cabello,
hehe!
I’m
currently a student of Touristic Business Administration on University of West
Attica and hopefully, by October, I’ll be studying my passion, Weight Training.
T.B.A. was not exactly my first choice but it wasn’t my last either. However,
my dream job would be… don’t laugh but I’d love to be a personal trainer on a
cruise ship. Get paid to do the two things I love the most. Training people and
travelling!
Travelling!
I love, love, love, LIVE FOR TRAVELLING! There is such a big world out there
and most of us die without seeing any of it. I’ve been in many places around my
country but there’s so much more to see! I also love the see. I even tried
getting into Navy once, but something stopped me.. I think it was my mom (life
lesson here. I’ll talk about it in a following post). I remember I wanted to
work on ships ever since I travelled with one for the first time (and was old
enough to remember the experience). There’s just something magical and relaxing
about the sea, the water. The blue!
Yeah, pretty much blue is my favorite color. Blue and black!
Makes sense
if you consider the fact that I’m a Pisces. ♓I’m a fish, I can’t help it π it’s
my nature after all!
But no, I
don’t really believe in zodiacs so much.. Okay, I kinda do π
Another
thing I love is writing. After all arts, I believe that writing is the one that
helps me express my thoughts more. I can’t paint or draw, I can’t sing, I can
only write. From lyrics, to poems, writing is my medication for pretty much
everything.
I kinda
grew up with Taylor Swift (fanatic Swiftie since 2008) and she inspired me to
begin putting my feelings down into words. Only difference is, I can’t really
open up and share any of them.
Or
actually, no. I did share them a few times, only to later regret it. Hence why
I have the trust issues I do...
I grew up
pretty much like most teens did.. I went to the classic primary school, where
you either hang out with everyone or you’re all alone (guess who I was -_- ),
then middle school, which I have to admit, was kind of fun, despite my problems
and then, high school, where unless you’re super pretty or rich, you’re on the
outside looking in. I changed schools throughout these stages, so I did not
have the same kids surrounding me in all these years.
Middle
school was not that bad. I was the new kid so I felt on the outside at first
but it felt better as time went by. Although, that was when my first
insecurities begun. To be honest though, it had nothing to do with school so it
would be more than unfair to put the blame on that.
High school
though… You could give me all the money in the world and I’d still not go back
at it. Wait, no. I take that back. If I had all the money in the world it
wouldn’t be so awful. I’d pay a wrestler to be my personal bodyguard ;P It
wasn’t any different that the classic ‘awful’ high school experience. Cool
girls smelled the insecurity and weakness in me and it didn’t take long for
them to step on me and kick me to the ground. Making fun of me for being a good
student, to a point where I’d no longer participate in class, but then, during
tests, guess who they begged for help! At first, I was scared so I helped them
out. Biggest mistake of my life ππ
I feel
like, during the three years I spent there, I cried myself to sleep at night almost
every day.
Then, they
also found out my passion for music and my love for fangirling. I didn’t have
many friends, so even at 16, I was online on Twitter, trending hastags about
Taylor, Selena, Demi and Justin! Justin.. Ohh you should see how they laughed
when I accidentally said I loved him. Have you ever felt ashamed for being who
you are? Not only for your looks. Who you are in general. Your passions, your
favorite things. Things that make you.. you! π
Of course, let’s not talk about the teasing for being Vegan. Not the ‘where do
you get your protein’ classic. That was nothing compared to the rest of it.
I know I
make high school sound like hell, and believe me, mine was. But, to all my
younger readers out there, it doesn’t have to be like that for you too. Many
say to just ignore then, but as I say to my younger brothers (yes, I have two,
twins), fight back. Not physically but mentally. Be strong and brave enough to
stand up for yourself. Especially the first few times, even if you have to fake it, DON’T LET THEM KNOW. Don’t
show them that what they say gets to you. It sounds hard, and it actually is.
Sometimes though, I just wish I could go back to my younger self and tell her what I know now.
Like in ‘Little Me’!
Anyway, it’s over now and I honestly couldn’t be any happier about it. All I
wish for, is to just see a few of these people somewhere and show them how
stronger I’ve gotten. Have one last fight with them. And, of course, win.
Now, I’m 19
and I am trying my best to spend the rest of my life as well as I can. As
mentioned, I’m a uni student, pretty much broke, since I don’t have a job, but
I can reassure you, this doesn’t stop me from surrounding myself with positive
people. It takes time but when you find these few people, life does get better.
All it takes is a search for people who won’t try to change you. People who
will accept you as you are and embrace your craziness. Above and beyond, we’re
all crazy in a way. All you need to do is find the ones with similar craziness
as yours.
Oh and, let's not skip the fact that I’m STILL a fangirl! Or at least, I’m trying to be. With my new social
life, it’s hard to find time to fangirl like I did when I had no friends but
deep down, I’ll always love my ‘faves’ the same way I did when I was 13. At the
end of the day, those people literally were my only friends. Yes, I consider
them my friends. After all, their music was my only company during the last
decade. I am a Swiftie, Lovatic, Selenator and Belieber. These four literally
saved my life. Each of them in a diverse situation, but still. Without them, I
don’t know where I’d be by now. They have no idea who I am, and probably they
never will, but to me, they’re my family.
I’m also a
fan of Halsey, Dua Lipa, Billie Elish, 5 Seconds of Summer (when they first
started out as a band & I had more time and energy for fangirling, they
were my top fave), Camilla Cabello and many many more. Sadly, not only are they
too many but I’m also too busy to fangirl the way I want to.
Oh and, apart from binge eating, I am also a
lover or binge watching series, shows, movies and YouTube videos (the only kind
of binge I enjoy). I can spend entire days without going out, only to watch
things online. I hate watching tv to be honest. Both the longer ads and the
limitation on what and when you can watch shows bothers me. I prefer being able
to choose when I’ll watch what, and also, as I said BINGE WATCH series/movies.
I have two separate lists on my phone, with series and movies to watch. I also
have a Netflix list, full of series and movies waiting for me, and let’s not
forget my 5,500+ videos on YouTube. I don’t know when I’ll finish all these but
hey..! I have all the time in the world to waste.
I suppose
this is a habit I created back in middle/high school. I’d spend most of my
nights inside the house, so my only company would be The Vampire Diaries (TEAM
KATHERINE ALL THE WAY BITCHES) and any other show/movie of the time. They all
made me feel better in a way.
So as I
said already, my dream career would be a personal/weight trainer in a cruise
ship! I already talked about my love for travelling so now it’s time I talk
about my other passion. Weight Lifting!
My love
story with the gym started like any other gym story. I went there day one, with
a friend, hated it and never went back again. Okay, that’s a lie. I went there
for NINE WHOLE DAYS LOL. I remember the trainer gave me a program and told me,
every time I’d go, I’d note the day and when I’d reach day 10, I’d give it back
to get a new one. I never did…
There go 80
euros, all wasted πΏ
Day 9 was
my final. My first gym experience was awful to be honest. The gym was too
small, too crowded and dirty.
For a
while, I did many Zumba classes, which I enjoyed but they were too expensive
for my budget. Then I decided to give weight lifting another chance π
This time
though, I chose wisely. Clean gym, bigger, with less douche bags.
My first
trainer made me LOVE every visit there. She was genuine fun to be around.
Always smiling and making me laugh. Even if I’d hate the work out, I loved
‘hanging out’ with her. This girl helped me realize the impact a positive
person can have to you. Up until today, although she changed a workplace and we
barely ever talk anymore, I consider her to be one of my greatest role models
and inspirations in life.
Too much
irrelevant rant. Back to the story!
Well, just
like any other thing in life, you either hate it or love it. I happened to love
it. With time of course.
Because of
my sick mindset (during that time I was still struggling with my eating
disorder -story is posted here
– saying I was fat and I had to work out), I went to the gym almost daily so
train by train, I would get better. Day by day, I’d do harder exercises, lift
heavier, get stronger. By that time, I wanted to get better so I started eating
healthy again, even though I still struggled with my binge
eatings so as a result, I
started lifting heavier πͺπͺ
That was
it. The first time I ever got to increase the weigh was a turning point for me.
I felt so
confident by that action. I felt stronger. Not only physically but mentally. Honestly, that was also the time where I started felling strong enough to even stand up for myself to every person to treat me wrong at school (aka talk back and not share my notes or tests answers. I'd participate again in class and feel PROUD, my grades got higher and although I'd get in more fights at first, I started realizing how I was wasting too much energy on them). I
wanted to be able to lift more. By next month I wanted to be able to do this
work out with a 5 kg dumbbell, instead of a 3 kg one. And I knew, in order to
do this, I needed to eat better.
Somehow I
found myself ‘craving’ recovery so that I could lift more. I wanted to gain
that strength. In a blink of an eye, all the thinspo photos on my phone were
replaced by thinspiration ones. My body goals changed. My YouTube was full of
bodybuilding videos and my fitnesspal goals where 1.900 cals AND I MEANT IT.
Little did I know, for bodybuilding 1.900 is too low, but that’s another story.
Anyhow, I found peace hidden in iron and sweat!
Weight
lifting helped me recover and I’ll always be grateful for it.
Long story
short, even though I still find it hard to recover from binge eating, I am
nowhere near where I was back then.
Now, I am
so passionate and in love with it that although I’m lucky enough to study in
one of the greatest Universities of my country, all I can think about is
getting my Personal Training degree and follow my dream! Something that I wish
everyone would do.
So that’s
all about me, so far! Oh and did I mention I love animals?? YAYYY! πππ I love them
so freaking much that I one day woke up and decided I was now vegan, since I
did not want to contribute to their torture. But Veganism is a theme for a
whole another post, coming soon, I suppose.
Thank you
all for taking time to read though this entire autobiography :D lol
Don’t
forget, life GETS BETTER the moment you change your surroundings and the people
you interact with. Go out there, meet people who will EMBRACE you and love you
the way you deserve to be loved! π
Xoxo,
Ria!





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