addiction
The realities of addition; the truth about living under, above and beyond the influence of drugs and alcohol.
The Psychological Art of Winning Women’s Hearts
Introduction For as long as humans have loved, they have wondered what makes two hearts align. The art of attraction — especially between men and women — has been a subject of poetry, philosophy, and science alike. Yet, despite the endless volumes of dating advice, attraction remains one of the most misunderstood human experiences.
By Stefano D'angelloabout a year ago in Psyche
The Art of Recovering Your Spirit in Levelling Up Your Life
Being curious, and maybe even a little unsure or sceptical as to what recovering the spirit (also known as the soul) is all about is absolutely understandable and healthy right now. For others, this idea can be triggering, as it is easier to suppress our unpleasant feelings, emotions and traumas - than it is to deal with them by feeling the pain in order to begin to transmute them. It takes some courage, bravery, and surrendering to what is in order to soften and to heal any intangible wound/s that no longer serve us.
By Justine Crowleyabout a year ago in Psyche
The Current State of Addiction Treatment
Inside the Science of Healing: How Luxury Detox and Dual-Diagnosis Treatment Transform Recovery By Dr. Marisa Sisk, In recent years, the conversation around addiction recovery has shifted from crisis management to comprehensive healing. No longer is treatment simply about abstinence—it’s about restoring balance to the mind, body, and nervous system. At Refine Recovery in Beverly Hills, that philosophy defines every element of care.
By Michael Cheringalabout a year ago in Psyche
what happens when you quit your phone
your phone changes your brain as the average American touches their phone 2 600 times per day and this constant scrolling has altered your brain's neurology so what would happen to your brain and body if you tried to quit your phone?
By Mahboubeh Fallahiabout a year ago in Psyche
Healing and Recovery Through Art
For centuries, some of the most famous artists have been victims of trauma and violence—especially childhood ones. While I am of the firm opinion that no human should ever be traumatized by another human being, there is no denying: Trauma, tragedy, sadness, and mental anguish are beautiful muses. These horrifying things have been the muse of many a famous artist throughout history.
By Hope Martinabout a year ago in Psyche
Addiction : a brain disease not a moral failing
Addiction is defined as not having control over doing, taking, or using something to the point where it could be harmful to you. Previous to understanding the science, it was thought that addiction resulted from a lack of willpower and was a moral failing. But we now know that addiction is a physiological disease. It changes the brain's structure in ways that can alter the way it works and processes information.
By Mahboubeh Fallahiabout a year ago in Psyche
One Rainy Receipt
One Rainy Receipt The rain had been falling since morning — a slow, steady drizzle that made everything look blurred, softened, and somehow lonelier. Maya sat by the window, her fingers wrapped around a cup of now-cold coffee. The scent of rain mixed with the faint bitterness of espresso, and she thought about how silence had its own kind of noise — the quiet hum that fills the space when someone is gone. It had been three months since Daniel left. Three months since the fights turned into empty rooms and the love letters turned into unread texts. They had been married for five years — five years of shared breakfasts, Sunday walks, and whispered promises that they’d never stop trying. But sometimes, love runs out of strength before it runs out of feelings. Maya had boxed up most of their memories. The photographs, the gifts, the silly little notes he used to leave on the fridge. All hidden in the back of her closet like secrets she didn’t know what to do with. She thought she’d moved on — or at least she was trying to. That morning, when she finally decided to clear out the last drawer in the kitchen, she found it — a crumpled café receipt tucked inside an old recipe book. At first, it looked ordinary. A faded slip from “Café Magnolia,” dated two years ago. Two lattes, one slice of cheesecake, $14.80. But when she turned it over, her breath caught. There, in Daniel’s handwriting, were five words: “If we ever forget — come back here.” Maya stared at it, her chest tightening. She remembered that day. It had been raining then, too. They’d been fighting over something small — probably the same old argument about her late work hours and his constant travels. But they had ended up at Café Magnolia, a tiny place on a corner street where the air always smelled like cinnamon and jazz music played low in the background. Daniel had taken her hand across the table and said, “Let’s make a promise. If things ever get too far, if we ever forget why we started — we’ll come back here.” She had laughed, thinking it was a silly, romantic thing to say. She didn’t think promises like that could actually hold time together. But now, sitting alone with the rain whispering outside, she felt something stir inside her — something between pain and curiosity. Without thinking too much, she grabbed her coat and the receipt, and stepped into the rain. --- Café Magnolia was still there — a little worn around the edges, but familiar. The bell above the door chimed the same way she remembered, and the same warm smell of coffee and vanilla greeted her. The barista looked new, but the old jazz playlist hadn’t changed. Maya took a seat by the window, the same one where she and Daniel had sat that rainy afternoon. She ordered a latte and cheesecake — the same as before. It felt strange, like acting out a memory, but comforting in a way she couldn’t explain. As she waited, she turned the receipt over and over in her hands. Had Daniel ever meant for her to find it? Had he ever come back here, after he left? The door chimed again, and she looked up instinctively. It wasn’t Daniel. Just a young couple, laughing, sharing an umbrella. But somehow, that made her smile. She watched them for a while — the way he brushed rain off her shoulder, the way she looked at him like he was her favorite song. It reminded her of herself once — of the girl who used to believe that love could fix anything. When the coffee arrived, Maya closed her eyes and took a sip. It was as warm and rich as she remembered. The cheesecake melted softly, sweet and tangy, and for a moment she felt something shift — as if she was reclaiming a piece of herself that had been lost in the chaos of heartbreak. She took out her phone and, without planning to, typed a message to Daniel. > “Found the receipt today. I went back. I think I finally understand.” She hesitated, then added, > “Thank you — for the good parts.” She didn’t expect a reply. Maybe he was happy now, maybe he wasn’t. But that didn’t matter anymore. The act of sending it — of acknowledging both the love and the loss — felt like closing a door she’d been afraid to touch. The rain outside softened to a drizzle, and sunlight began to peek through the clouds. The café glowed faintly golden, and the window fog cleared enough for her to see her reflection. She looked tired, but lighter — like a version of herself returning after a long journey. Maya pulled out a napkin and, without overthinking it, wrote: > “If I ever forget again — come back here.” She folded it neatly and slipped it into the same recipe book she’d brought with her. Maybe someday, years from now, she’d find it again. Maybe not. But for now, it was enough to know she had come full circle. As she stepped outside, the streets shimmered with puddles reflecting the pale blue sky. The rain had stopped, and the air smelled like new beginnings. Maya smiled softly to herself — not because she had moved on completely, but because she finally believed she could. She tucked the old receipt into her pocket and whispered, “Thank you for the reminder.”
By Abdul Muhammad about a year ago in Psyche
Keeping the Mind Young: Science-Backed Ways to Slow Brain Ageing
As we age, we often expect wrinkles, weaker bones, or slower movement — but what truly worries most people is the ageing of the mind. Forgetting names, losing focus, or feeling mentally fatigued can be frightening signs that our brain is changing. Yet, science is uncovering hopeful news: the brain is not a machine doomed to wear out. It’s a living, adaptable organ capable of renewal, repair, and growth at any age — if we give it the right conditions.
By Esther Sunabout a year ago in Psyche
The End of Spontaneity: Why Every Plan Feels Like Work Now. AI-Generated.
There was a time when spontaneity was considered the highest proof of freedom. Someone would call you at midnight, whisper “let’s go grab fries”, and the next thing you knew, you were in a neon-lit diner, telling secrets you wouldn’t remember the next morning. There was no calendar invite, no shared Google Doc, and certainly no “is everyone free at 8 p.m. next Thursday?”
By Ahmet Kıvanç Demirkıranabout a year ago in Psyche
Why Women Test You Harder Once They Feel Attracted
Many men think attraction is the “finish line” in dating. You win her interest, she likes you, and now everything should get easier, right? Not exactly. In reality, attraction is only the beginning. Once a woman feels genuinely drawn to you, something interesting happens: she often starts to test you more.
By Zeeshan Ahmadabout a year ago in Psyche
Your Body Definitely Keeps The Score . Top Story - October 2025.
That is one massive (albeit alarming) statistic. No wonder why we can all feel a bit f*cked up, or the world certainly does, if our garden has been watered accordingly, and all of the relevant weeds have been pulled out - metaphorically speaking of course. The author of the book by the same title (The Body Keeps The Score), Bessel van der Kolk paves the way for a grounding, heavy, eye opening yet awesome read into the human psyche; and (of course) trauma plays a significant role. All of our not so positive thoughts and setbacks to teach us lesson after lesson are all the epitome of trauma. This is why life can feel like smooth sailing for a small percentage of people; while for the majority of us, life is blighted with issue after issue, all thanks to the subconscious. (And that includes all of those circumstances in the opening image of this article.)
By Justine Crowleyabout a year ago in Psyche
