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When Anxiety Won't Go Away
This past weekend was not particularly stressful. We didn’t go out or participate in any social events. For the most part, we stayed home, watched television, and played games. However, most of the weekend, I spent in what could only be described as a prolonged panic attack.
Vanessa Cherron RiserPublished 7 years ago in PsycheBlack and Crazy
I am a mixed raced woman, just for clarification. I have a Black Caribbean mother and a White European father. Something I noticed growing up was the way that black families deal with mental health and disordered behaviour.
Charlemagne Griffin - AnkerPublished 7 years ago in PsycheThe Dark Night of the Soul
Finding a pound on the ground, a holy dollar of fortune, can light up your whole day and until you spend it you can feel you’re not penniless. And then walking around town you see things to spend it on: a coffee, a sandwich, a piece of fruit or some beggar holding his hand out, maybe a plastic cross or the pound shop that has hundreds of shelves with things that are only a pound.
Dean MoriartyPublished 7 years ago in PsycheThe Demon Inside
I am a 24 year old female. On the outside I've lived a pretty normal life, inside I have lived with a demon since the age of 7. That was the year my first, and only, sibling was born, that was also the year I was diagnosed with depression. This was the first sign of the demon. He consumed my every being, I don't exactly remember, but I can see it when I go back and look at pictures. At every turn he was there, waiting until I was most vulnerable. I would cry myself to sleep not knowing why, I would imagine what it would be like to kill myself and have my family find me, I would dream the most horrible dreams of my parents giving me away because they were "tired of me." Life was hell on the inside. On the outside, however, I was the perfect Christian. I babysat for almost every family in my hometown church, I saved money, I was always kind and used manners, no one knew. I was able to keep a lid on him until I was 9. I had horrible dreams of the Demon crawling inside of my head and trying to eat me, so one night I cut my hair off. My mom was horrified, but I couldn't explain why I did it, so it was dismissed.
Darian PettyPublished 7 years ago in PsycheCoping With Loneliness
Some days, I wake up and the clock just ticks on. Time goes by so slow and drags on, or so fast leaving me just how productive I really was during that day. My husband works and my daughter is out most of the time, so I am essentially home alone alot of the time.
Carol TownendPublished 7 years ago in PsycheFear of Living
Maya Angelou once said that the fear of living was,"...being pre-eminently afraid of dying. It is not doing what you came here to do, out of timidity and spinelessness." She was probably right. She said it to inspire, but without experience, how could she really know?
Amira BaluyutPublished 7 years ago in PsycheMental Illness: A Carer's Perspective
Being affected by mental illness, but not experiencing it. Everyone has mental health, and much like physical health, all of us experience difficulty at some point in our lives. I have experienced periods of instability here and there throughout my teenage years, but my experience of mental illness has largely been as someone caring for family members — and this is an experience that is often overlooked.
Callum PennPublished 7 years ago in PsychePanic
Panic Attacks are a manifestation of anxiety and stress in the form of an uncontrollable outburst or suddenly lacking the ability to function (shutting down). This in an interview of a college aged woman who has struggled with Panic Attacks since high school. She describes having one and how these attacks have impacted her life.
Danni GreerPublished 7 years ago in PsycheYou'd Be None the Wiser
It's the empty pit that lies between my stomach and chest. It's the short, inconsistent breaths that keep me feeling as if I'm drowning on dry land. It's the voices in my head repeating the same insults day in and day out. It's the way I can't look in a mirror without hiding the pieces of myself that I hate. It's the crying that happens when no one is looking. It's the incoherent screams for the pain to go away. It's anxiety.
Renee AntoniaPublished 7 years ago in PsycheShrouded Clarity
In the morning it hits me like an intense bolt of lightning, that feeling of despair hitting every corner of my weak mind. Every thought pushing into the little optimism I have left, every morsel of hope, shattered by the incoming droves of demons, with their gleeful smirks and power to create such torment. And there’s me standing, looking at the sky, wishing it would swallow me up.
Mark McConvillePublished 7 years ago in PsycheMedz
There are 3 voices in my head; the dark emptiness, the hopeful euphoria, and mine. Sometimes we can work together, but most times we are trying to destroy one another. The emptiness is only satisfied when I'm triggered and on the verge of suicide or in a constant lust for death and destruction. The hopeful euphoria is never satisfied always wanting more, never feeling fulfilled. She constantly searches for opportunities to exploit, control, or manipulate others for my "benefit." As for me, I'm driven by these two forces. Only seeking to find some sort of balance between my highs and lows; focusing on achieving my personal goals, dreams, and the person I aspire to be.
Nikita grantPublished 7 years ago in PsycheMental Health: 4 Sept 2017
I have decided to document my mental health journey in an online format so hopefully at least one person can benefit from this. If this helps one person know that they are not alone then I will have achieved something and regardless I will (hopefully) have a fully realized journal of my mental health struggles.
Jemma GallagherPublished 7 years ago in Psyche