Beyond the Blues
Understanding depression is difficult; hear from Psyche's community of peers on their experiences with this mood disorder.
Depression is a big ol’ bag of bitch. It sneaks up on you, and makes you think the demons in your mind are real. It makes you think of yourself as not real- a transient being that could easily slip from this world to the next without much trouble. Depression robs you of your humanity and then shames you for letting it be stolen. It leaves a big gaping hole in your stomach that feels like it will consume you if you even tried to leave your bed, tried to do anything at all. Before you can even realize what is happening, Depression has convinced you that you are nothing and deserve to be returned to nothingness in the afterlife. It whispers in your ear that you are a burden and that those around you are tired of your presence, and that your passing would be a welcome relief to them.
Why you shouldn't take Depression for granted
You must have read many articles about depression before landing on this page. I welcome you for your visit here. How this page is different from another, I do not know. I just know one thing if you read the whole article you will definitely get something out of it. Other websites and bloggers are also trying their best to give good information and content. Read the blog in Hindi language by clicking here. Let’s start.
I haven’t been able to write much lately. I have this thing… a thing that is weighing on my chest. It feels like a truck, or maybe a slab of glacier.
A Song Called “Oh"
I hid behind a palm tree, hoping not to be taken for a prowler, a pervert, or a preacher pitching salvation but lacking the starch to step to the door. There was no way to get out unseen.
Happiness is my purpose
So,As a suicide survivor and burn survivor ,I dare to mention a divine friendship with myself. I was always scared afraid of life ,and I never wanted to be anything ,I've suffered in ways few will ever know ,I've been drugged and raped ,I've been robbed at gunpoint ,and yes I attempted suicide by fire ,and spent 89 days in a hospital . I've also been institutionalized before ,and that is hell .
It Was A Long Time Coming: Mental Breakdown, Hospitalization and Road to Recovery, Part 1
PART 1 TW: suicide and suicide ideation, police mention, hospital mention, abuse mention, generally upsetting themes. In April 2017, I had a mental breakdown, and attempted suicide for the third time since December 2016.
4 Ways to Overcome Depression
Depression can negatively affect our privacy, work and sense of importance. It comes swiftly, sometimes gradually, the way the weather changes. So much sometimes it is arduous to see anything else than the cloud that surrounds us, this unavoidable aura.
Understanding All Anger is Self Anger Can Save You from Yourself
At times I have been so angry I've wanted to smash up rooms, destroy chairs and tables, pull down closets and shatter pictures with my fists.
Hello. My name is Brittany and I am currently 22 years old. I want to talk about the reason why I started sharing my work on Vocal. For several years I have battled anxiety and depression. Which is worse, I am not sure. Sometimes they work together, and other times it’s as though they’re working separately. Every single day is a struggle. Some days are worse than others, and some days are relatively good days. Most days are normal. Normal for me is something I wish nobody would ever have to experience especially daily. Everything I write is inspired by my own personal experiences. I want to share these in the hopes that maybe they will reach someone who desperately needs to know that they are not alone.
Content Warning: Postpartum mental illness, depression, and suicide. Oizys was an old ship. Charles’ family had bought her in pristine condition off a Greek immigrant back in the ‘80s. Now her wooden frame was littered with dents, the copper plating turned green, and smelled like hell. The once brightly painted OIZYS now only read O ZY and Katrina would sometimes call her Ozymandian. In spite of these many flaws, she could be steered by amateurs and was what they had. All they had isolated in the Gulf of Mexico.
Become one with nature and improve your mental health
My oldest son recently took me on a two-mile hiking trail across a local mountain. When we got out of the car he asked me to listen and I smiled; We both took note of the complete silence because we were away from the sounds of the city. The air was fresher and my sinuses cleared up. My son age 39 walked just a bit slower and I picked up my speed a little and we found we were walking in sync with each other and were one with nature. As I strolled behind him my son's clothing seemed to blend in with the hues on the mountain and I was amazed.
Dancing with the Black dog
As the world is struggling with the Covid crisis, and its aftermath it seems to be a little self-absorbed to be considering Depression, and what it means or does to ourselves.