About Our Challenge
In June, our Community is taking part in The Push-Up Challenge. We are going to help shine the spotlight on the number of lives lost to suicide in 2022 and raise awareness of mental health. You can create a team in this Community, join a team or support someone who is taking part. Help us push for better mental health.
Supporting headspace Armadale
headspace is Australia’s National Youth Mental Health Foundation, providing early intervention mental health services to 12-25 year olds.
Each year, headspace helps thousands of young people access vital support through our headspace centres in over 157 communities across Australia, our online and phone counselling services, our vocational services, and our presence in schools.
The support headspace receives from the community helps us achieve our vision - that all young Australians are supported to be mentally healthy and engaged in their communities.
State Of The Push-Ups
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Team Stats
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Teams
To join a Team within this Community, simply find the Team below,
go to their page and click on JOIN US.
Thank you to our Sponsors
$120
Karen Reid
$120
Helen Jancey
Proud of you!!
$100
John Jancey
Wonderful cause. Go Matilda x
$100
Julie and Graeme Smallman
So proud of you Amelie love Nanny and Grandpa xx
$100
Mum & Greg
Super proud of you Sam x
$100
Deanne Moore
Go Sammy!
$100
Katie and Kye Moore
Go Sammy!!
$100
Anne Andrews
Good luck with those push-ups!
$80
Mitch Emery
On ya Sammy!
$65
Leanne Longmire
$65
Anonymous
$65
Gail Kpsch
Well done all.
$65
samuel leahy
$65
Kate Smallman
So proud of you my Peanut. Keep being you as there is no one you-er than you! Love Aunty Kate&Nandrew
$50
Chloe Taylor
Great work girls! Give it your best!
$50
Matt Miocevich
Good luck to all those participating
$50
Peter Andrews
Keep it going Tildie…you little superstar!
$50
Rabin Naidoo
Good job, Talia. I'm proud of your efforts. Keep it up. 🙌
$50
Fiona Stedman
$50
Gracie Timewell
Well done Sam
$50
Matt Adams
Good Luck
$50
Nick Gurr
Hey guys, did you know that in terms of male human and female Pokémon breeding, Vaporeon is the most compatible Pokémon for humans? Not only are they in the field egg group, which is mostly comprised of mammals, Vaporeon are an average of 3”03’ tall and 63.9 pounds, this means they’re large enough to be able handle human dicks, and with their impressive Base Stats for HP and access to Acid Armor, you can be rough with one. Due to their mostly water based biology, there’s no doubt in my mind that an aroused Vaporeon would be incredibly wet, so wet that you could easily have sex with one for hours without getting sore. They can also learn the moves Attract, Baby-Doll Eyes, Captivate, Charm, and Tail Whip, along with not having fur to hide nipples, so it’d be incredibly easy for one to get you in the mood. With their abilities Water Absorb and Hydration, they can easily recover from fatigue with enough water. No other Pokémon comes close to this level of compatibility. Also, fun fact, if you pull out enough, you can make your Vaporeon turn white. Vaporeon is literally built for human dick. Ungodly defense stat+high HP pool+Acid Armor means it can take cock all day, all shapes and sizes and still come for more
$50
Joyce Moore
Best of luck Sam.
$50
Anonymous
$50
Kirsten Silvey
$50
Grandma & Grandpa Owen
So proud of you Amelie.
$35
Steph Boyle
Good job shauny.
$35
Kate
Keep up the good work Amelie 💝💝
$35
Allison and Carl Owen
Go Forrest 3!!! <3 Go Amelie!!
$35
Jennifer Smallman
Lots of people need this support - well done on you helping xx
$35
james hoyland
$35
Tiannah Scata
🫡
$35
Rosemary Forbes
Wonderful achievement and generosity! So many people need mental support these days.
$35
Lauren Kupsch
$35
Georgi and Sam Haendel
Go Sam!! Woohoo
$35
Jess Stettner
Great Job Ams! Good Luck!
$35
Tess Stedman
$35
Michelle Smallman
Proud of you Ams
$35
Annabelle Bechta
$35
Georgi Haendel
Look at you go!
$35
Cherie Mudra
Great work Ams!!!
$35
Patrick Tunnicliff
Gettem sam
$35
Yana Andersen
$30
Tiannah Scata
🫡
$30
Jacinta
$25
Sheikh Danial
Proud of you sis 🫶🏾
$25
Angela Koios
Wish my shoulders could hack me joining in. In lieu of - here’s some cash. We all know how important Headspace is to our young people.
$25
Luke Thompson
$20
Kshetra Penmetsa
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$20
Shaun Stedman
$20
Padmini Naidoo
Proud of you Talia
$20
Jason Hetman
Good work Shaun, great cause!
$20
Melissa Distefano
$20
Miss Curtis
$20
Ray Scata
$20
Bec Moore
Go Sammy
$20
Ioana Pirtea
$20
Talia Naidoo
$20
Bridget Leane
Yes Sammm
$20
Bec Moore
Go Sammy- both you and G doing your own push challenges ;)
$20
Bree Emery
Well done!!!
$15
Chloe Horton
proud of you nate!!
$15
Anonymous
$15
Emilie Beggs
Slay queen
$15
Adam W
Push up your body, your body next to mine. Push up I gotta make that sexy booty mine.
$10
Michael Kealley
$10
Michael Kealley
$10
Colin and Mica Andersen
$10
Anonymous
A little nudge to get you over the line
$10
Johnny Sins (Doctor/Lawyer/Astronaut)
Glory to the CCP
$10
Luke Rasquinha
$10
sophia lewis
So proud of you tals!!
$10
neve lewis
So so proud of you love you lots 💝💝💝
$8
Sehaj Bhachu
Penguin 🐧
$7
CP Lover
Bro i fricken love cp boiiii 🤣🫱 cyber phnk graphics are peak!!
$5
Anonymous
$5
Louis Wan
$5
Anonymous
$5
Aimee
$2
Sahan Vitharana
$1
Anonymous
How can you look at me and pretend? Im someone youve never met?
$1
jebrom (rajesh sivakumar) james
Rajesh Sivakumar: A Story of Courage Rajesh Sivakumar was born in a small farming village in Punjab, India. His family had little — a two-room home with a leaky tin roof, a patch of dry land that his father tilled by hand, and a mother who cooked lentils over a wood fire every night. But what they lacked in wealth, they made up for in pride and values. Rajesh was raised with stories of resilience and Sikh traditions — the importance of wearing his turban, of standing tall with dignity, and of treating all people with kindness, no matter their status. When his father secured a low-wage job in Melbourne, Australia, the family saw it as a blessing. They sold everything and flew across the world in hope of a better future. But Australia was not what Rajesh expected. At school, his accent was mocked. Kids laughed at the way he said “vater” instead of “water,” and his turban became the target of cruel jokes. They called him “towel head” and told him to “go back to where you came from.” The words stung more than he ever admitted. Rajesh began to eat lunch alone. He stopped looking teachers in the eye. He even considered removing his turban — something unthinkable to his family and faith. But everything changed one day in the library. A teacher named Mr. Coleman noticed Rajesh sketching football players with incredible detail. Instead of brushing past, he asked him about his art. That small moment of recognition sparked something in Rajesh. Mr. Coleman encouraged him to join the school’s art club. Nervous but desperate to be seen, Rajesh agreed. There, he met two other students — a Vietnamese boy named Minh and an Afghan girl named Amina — who understood what it felt like to be different. Over time, Rajesh’s art started speaking for him. He drew portraits of Sikh warriors, of farmers from back home, of himself standing proud with his turban. His final project was titled “I Am Not What You Think I Am.” When it was displayed at the school’s cultural night, it moved many to tears — including some of the same kids who had once mocked him. By Year 10, Rajesh no longer walked with his head down. He ran for class representative — and won. He taught classmates how to tie a turban during multicultural week. He even gave a speech about courage, in fluent English, with his mother watching from the front row, tears in her eyes. Rajesh never forgot where he came from. Nor did he forget the struggles that shaped him. But he learned to wear both — his turban and his past — not as burdens, but as armour.
$1
ISHAAN RAJESH SIVAKUMAR
“Different, Not Broken” His name was Ishaan Sivakumar — or at least, that’s what he called himself in the mirror when no one was listening. Born to Rajesh and Amina, Ishaan had grown up in a house filled with stories of struggle: of deportation, injustice, and the hard-won return to Australia. His parents were known in their community — leaders, survivors, respected. But in all those stories, Ishaan never saw himself. Not as the quiet, soft-voiced child who didn’t feel at home in dresses. Not as the girl everyone called “Inaaya.” By age 10, he started to pull away from his parents. He refused to wear lehengas at weddings. He cut his own hair in the bathroom one night. He wore his father’s old kurta and whispered his real name — Ishaan — like a prayer. But when he finally gathered the courage to tell Rajesh and Amina the truth, their response was cold. Rajesh stared for a long time and simply said, “No. You’re confused.” Amina wept, asking if it was something she had done wrong. They weren’t cruel, but they were scared — scared of shame, of tradition, of losing a child they thought they understood. Weeks later, without much warning, Ishaan was told he would be attending a boarding school in India — “just for a year,” they said. “You need discipline. Distance. Clarity.” Ishaan didn’t argue. He packed silently, clutching a small journal where he had scribbled “Ishaan” a thousand times. The school was strict, rural, and deeply traditional. The headmaster greeted him as “young lady.” Classmates mocked his short hair and quietness. He was alone again — but this time, something inside him had changed. One afternoon, he wandered to the library. Tucked between dusty encyclopedias, he found an old memoir written by a trans man from Delhi. The words hit like thunder: “We are not a mistake. We are just not what they expected.” That sentence stayed with Ishaan. He began writing his own journal — poems, letters to his future self, drawings of who he really was. He befriended a quiet, disabled Tamil boy named Surya, who told him, “You’re not broken. You’re just real in a place that likes masks.” With Surya’s help, Ishaan started a secret club in the dormitory, where kids who felt “different” could meet and speak freely. He wasn’t just surviving anymore — he was planting roots, even in hard soil. By age 14, Ishaan had found allies. A young English teacher, Miss Kaur, helped him change his name on class lists. The school counsellor, hesitant at first, started calling him “he.” Slowly, the boarding school — once meant to erase him — became the place he began to fully exist. Back in Australia, Rajesh and Amina received a letter one day — a hand-drawn postcard of a boy with bright eyes and short hair, standing tall beside other misfits. On the back, it read: “You taught me to be brave. Now let me be me. Love, Ishaan.” They cried. Not out of shame this time — but out of realisation. They hadn’t lost a daughter. They had just taken too long to see their son. When Ishaan returned to Melbourne two years later, Rajesh stood at the airport, holding a sign that said: “Welcome home, son.”
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