u/PinkFloyd230216

me invitaron a un evento de la fashion week (aclaro, como invitada, no como modelo) y soy muy básica a la hora de vestirme, nunca fui a un evento de moda así que estoy buscando algo de inspiración. Me dijeron “que lo de todo” con mi outfit pero la verdad que no me convence por ahora lo que veo en pinterest.

Alguna idea sobre qué puedo ponerme? por si sirve de referencia, mido como 1.60 y soy de contextura delgada, mi idea es usar botas como para elevar un poco mas el outfit. El evento es de tarde/noche. Me serviría mucho su ayuda, gracias 🤩 🫶

edit: el evento es en un mes, ya haría calor.

Estoy con dos amigas más de vacaciones cerca de la capital de mendoza y queremos salir a algún boliche, tenemos 19 y 20 años. Hay alguna joda o boliche hoy que vaya gente decente y no se llene de tuturrones ni viejos?

I wanted to know if anyone else has experienced the same thing. I used to be a deeply committed Christian; I enjoyed my religion, studying the life of Jesus Christ, and feeling that I had His support. I was really happy.

Since discovering the concept of manifestation, many things have changed for the better, my self-concept improved, I achieved various goals, and so on, but it also caused me to lose my testimony of the church. It feels incredibly lonely knowing that *I* am God and that there is no external force out there to help me; sometimes I want to turn to Him when I’m sad, but the practice of manifestation makes it hard for me to reconcile that with my faith. I feel like if I believe in God and pray, I’m pinning my manifestation on an internal force that doesn't exist and won't work.

I often feel that Heavenly Father speaks to me through other people. I am a convert, and I just wanted to share how deeply I appreciate the work of the missionaries; it is something so sacred and beautiful. I am feeling this way because some elders just visited me, and the Spirit was so strong; in the time we shared, I truly felt great peace and received revelation. Learning and laughing with them, and listening to Heavenly Father, is a beautiful thing.

Not long ago, in my ward, there was an investigator who had gone to church a few times but would then hide whenever the sisters came to visit; he was completely unwilling to receive lessons. His heart was truly closed off. Then, one day, he had no escape hahaha, and decided to open the door to them; from there, things really took a turn for the better. He was baptized, gained an incredible testimony, improved his home life, and worked very hard to receive the priesthood; just a week ago, he baptized his son and his wife. They shared beautiful testimonies this past fast Sunday, and it is largely due to the wonderful work the missionaries did.

It was the same for me; I will never forget the first sisters who taught me with such love. And it warms my heart to see people treating them well. My mom isn’t a member, but they really touch a soft spot in her heart because most of the missionaries are my age; she imagines how hard it must be for their families to have them so far away, and she always wants to give them something—like food—or listen to their messages. If you ever served a mission, thank you for doing so and for sharing such a beautiful message that saves lifes!

I think the "technique" that best helps me enter the state is imagining someone else saying my affirmations to me (That is, in the third person) like "they love you, they're obsessed with you," instead of saying them to myself. I do that too, but on bad days, the latter helps me relax more. I imagine someone else saying it to me, either as the voice of my conscience or sometimes unconsciously imagining someone close to me saying it. The same thing works really well for self-concept. It feels like someone is gossiping about him, and my mind feels it's very real, haha.

Hi, I know this might not seem like much, but last week I was preparing for a really difficult university exam, one of those that people say holds students back, and that many are taking for the second time.

Even so, before the exam, I told myself it would be easy and I could pass. I was still scared, though; I hadn't studied much, and the day arrived. They gave me the exam, and I didn't really understand any of the instructions. I started getting nervous, but when I thought I wouldn't pass, I corrected that thought and told myself I would. I wrote down what came to mind and handed it in.

I got home, cried, but kept repeating that the exam was easy and that I had already passed. Today I got my exam back, and I passed! It was great! So basically, that shows you that affirmations work even if you don't believe in them, as long as you know how to correct and reconfigure your mind when it tells you otherwise. I was affirming with fear, sadness, and doubt, and I still passed.