addiction
The realities of addition; the truth about living under, above and beyond the influence of drugs and alcohol.
My Journey Through Addiction
Addiction was a part of my life before I ever knew what it was. I had a rather large group of friends growing up. Some might even say we were the “popular” kids. Well, they were the popular kids, I somehow was welcomed into the clique. Per usual, one of the things that came along with that title were parties where experimental behavior was par for the teenage course. This “normal” started as early as 6th grade. Suffice it to say, the group I ran with was anything but “straight edge.”
By Reigny Teller7 years ago in Psyche
Dependent on the Dependency
When suffering with mental health and addiction, when do you say enough is enough? Is it when you have isolated yourself from the world. Is it when you can no longer manage a normal day alone with yourself? Or is it when you can no longer stop crying that you numb yourself with drugs to the point of being back to a healthy weight, or wait... being underweight now.
By Emily Buehner7 years ago in Psyche
Skills to Prevent Relapse
What is Dialectical Behavior Therapy? Dialectical behavior therapy, more commonly known as DBT, is a type of therapy that was originally created to help people with borderline personality disorder, a personality disturbance that is so difficult to work with that some mental health professionals actually consider it untreatable.
By Alice Minguez7 years ago in Psyche
Antipathy
As a child, I did not have the full capacity to understand how quickly life stumbles along. I can remember waking up early in the morning for school thinking it was going to be a long dreadful day and I genuinely believed that those eight hours in the day were going to be comparable to what eight hours felt like in the real world. Boy, was I in for a major wake-up call.
By Cody Wyatt7 years ago in Psyche
What Happens When the Opioid Epidemic Hits Home... Literally. Top Story - September 2017.
He was only 32 years old. It was a Sunday morning. I was working my second job, bartending at a local spot. If I hadn’t been working I’d have probably been there drinking regardless, enjoying a casual Sunday brunch with my friends. It was a slow day, most of the regulars probably out in the Hamptons or taking advantage of the perfect beach weather. I felt the buzz of my phone in my pocket, the all too familiar sensation. Just a couple short bursts, only a text message. I saw one of my roommate’s names pop up, Annie. A short, but athletic dancer in her late twenties. We had spent the last several days trying to solve a peculiar case of an odor that had infiltrated our cozy four-bedroom apartment. Our third roommate was in Spain with his boyfriend, and our fourth in Long Island with his family for the holiday weekend. Therefore it was up to us to discover the source of the invasive smell.
By Ricky Whitcomb7 years ago in Psyche
The Road to Recovery
I don't know if this road is a road less traveled, or a road walked on by many, but I do know that this road will take me to a beautiful place, and the journey, just as wonderful. I am 22 years old, and I am 70 days clean from all mind altering substances. 5 years ago, I found methamphetamine, a demon of a drug, a crystal shard recipe for disaster. I remember the day I held a hot flame under that glass bowl, and inhaled my first breathe of the insidious, black hole of a life that I lived for so long. I thought that I had found true euphoria. I thought that for the first time, I had clarity and peace of mind. Really, I had found my master, and I was now it's slave.
By Katie sevin7 years ago in Psyche
A Eulogy for My Not yet Dead Brother
I wrote my brothers eulogy six months ago, on another sleepless night spent wondering when I’d get the call. I hadn’t spoken to him since Christmas, but the slow suicide of someone you love is not something that can be ignored. Even if you ignore the person themselves.
By Jemima Daisy7 years ago in Psyche
Drug Teens: A Memoir
“This is the story of a girl who cried a river and drown the whole world.” That is a line from “Story of a Girl” by 3 Doors Down. It comes in handy in this twisted, crooked, and crazy tale of a girl named Ashley Batali. This tale is a never ending tale of weird beginnings. So, our tale begins in a small town named Bear, Delaware. If you have a weak stomach or wish for a happy go lucky story close this book, put it down, and walk away. If not, let us begin this journey down memory lane.
By Danyelle Lewinson7 years ago in Psyche
Facts About Life and Real People
Facts are facts. Simple right? It's either true with proof or not true. One fact a lot of people hear and use is, "life isn't fair." Yes, that is true. Is it a fact? It can be if you have support to back it up. Okay so people say life isn't fair, why do we have to believe what other people say. Life isn't fair but we control our own destiny. So it is a fact to some extent.
By Emily Buehner7 years ago in Psyche