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Accepting PTSD Diagnosis
--- I had heard about PTSD - Post Traumatic Stress Disorder before I got my very own diagnosis. I read about it, heard stories of war vets coming back with it, and believed it to be a very real thing.
Tarot vs. Oracle
Tarot is viewed as a relatively "mystical" way of learning about your future... or at least that is how it is portrayed in a lot of media. Tarot is a deck of 78 cards with different meanings. Although many readers let their intuition lead them in understanding the symbolism in the cards more than the outlined descriptions, the general themes do hold strong no matter the deck you purchase or read.
auraborrowsPublished 2 years ago in PsycheBad Day? 12 Ways To Feel Better. Fast.
1. Breathe Actually, you’re already breathing. That comes with being alive. Something we’ve all been given good cause to celebrate, during the pandemic. So stop and enjoy it for a moment. Just take five deep breaths.
Sheryl GarrattPublished 2 years ago in PsycheEating Disorder Recovery: My Unstable Path to Stability
Three years ago, I went from a delusional state in regards to my health to total awareness. At the time, I was weirdly obsessed with HIIT and I was eating less than even a small child should. I had a large binder that was stacked full of underwhelming meal plans and ridiculous diets. I was spending the majourity of my day either exercising or in bed wishing I was. Everything revolved around losing weight for me, and it sucked. It didn't occur to me just how bad it was though until July 1st, 2019.
Thorn DeathPublished 2 years ago in PsycheFamily Roles in Addiction
You can barely turn on the news without hearing about the drug problem in America. Benzos, pills for anxiety, are quietly killing people, as fentantyl has soared to the top story on addiction. It seems that every family has been impacted the pill crisis gone wild. Let's talk about how the family reacts and interacts with one another once a family member has slipped into addiction.
Susan EileenPublished 2 years ago in PsycheThe voices in my head cheered for President Trump
I always thought that people who heard voices heard demonic messages about hurting people. But that’s not always how it goes. That’s not what I heard the voices in my head talking about.
David HeitzPublished 2 years ago in PsycheHow To Keep Going Through A Crisis
At times of crisis, it doesn’t matter how well regulated your emotions are, what your spiritual practice is, how often you meditate, dissociate from your emotions or think positively. It’s going to feel like life has knocked you onto your arse and is giving you a good kicking. Rest assured, you will find a strength that you didn’t know you had but I’m not going to pretend that it’s going to be easy.
Gail HooperPublished 2 years ago in PsycheCharity Bag Fury, Mount Vesuvius, Scorn For Sport & Mind thoughtz
Friday brings PMS. Joy. A recent symptom it has decided to bestow upon me is sore, swollen gums as well as all the usual delightful things. I also had a dream that I went back to my old job it was more of a nightmare, I woke up in a cold sweat.
The Candle By The Window
“The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. The air and night were brumous as darkness quickly approached the night sky, like a barren woman, desolate from stars. All that painted the canvas of the night sky was a full moon shared with a vague glimpse of the flickering of light from its candle. My feet began walking, steadily but slowly about, and like an autonomic response, I made my way towards the cabin. I wasn’t sure what had come over me; nonetheless, I felt compelled to know more. Instantly, I feel my body tighten, paralyzed with horror, as my next step forward revealed the encounter between my shoe and that of a suspicious sound. My eyes look beneath me and my hands retrieve a letter. I quiver and with shaking hands, I bring the letter within close proximity. The letter was typed on card stock like paper and my fear arose as I pondered, “Why hasn’t this letter been touched by midnight’s snow?” Working up the courage, my tongue utters as I read aloud, “ Purgatory is the hardest riddle of them all.” With no time to reflect on the meaning behind the cryptic message I hold within my hands, a sudden gust of wind causes the letter to fall away from me and as my eyes slowly make their way up, I catch a quick glance of an elapsing silhouette, making its way towards the cabin, but just like smoke, it fades. If ever a time to turn back, it was now. But instead, I wince at memories I wish I could forget, consequently, my mind becomes flooded of times when I coward down in the face of school bullies. “Not this time,” I affirmably but softly whisper to myself... “No waving of the white flag here!” I nod my head in determinacy, and with a deep breath, I bend down in hopes of retrieving the letter. Though I’m convinced the message is the same, my vision now deceives me, for each time my mind attempts to transcribe the words contained within this letter, I find that I’m as blind as a bat! A wave of nausea crashes over me, the cabin that stands before me is now distorted as my world goes vertigo. And just like that, my world turns black, and there I lay, unconscious deep in the woods.
Taylor ZakPublished 2 years ago in PsycheHome for rent
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. I was driving down the long dark driveway, when I noticed a flickering light coming from the bush cabin. I paused for few seconds wondering if someone was in my newly rented cabin. I had only been in there for three days. But kept going and parked my car close to the front door.
Satu MyyryPublished 2 years ago in PsycheAnxiety Breakdowns
July 7th, 2022 Fight or flight responses are produced in the amygdala part of the brain. Laughter and curiosity conquers flight or flight, because curiosity releases dopamine in the brain. So does laughter; aka emotions in the form of actions.
Marisa RayePublished 2 years ago in PsycheMy famous outing
This section is dedicated to those who, like me, suffer from social phobia and, as an aggravating circumstance, also write.
Patrizia PoliPublished 2 years ago in Psyche