coping
Life presents variables; learning how to cope in order to master, minimize, or tolerate what has come to pass.
Five Simple Ways To Manage Anxiety
Before we dive in, let me explain briefly about anxiety. When we face anxiety, we develop excessive worrying and uncertainty about a situation. It is caused by our body’s natural response to stress. Let’s say we are preparing for an important event, we might develop a thought like, “what if things didn’t turn out well as expected?” At times, these thoughts multiply and increase anxiety.
Dharan MuraliPublished 3 years ago in PsycheI Am Somewhere Else
I’ve always had a fairly healthy imagination, I think, but at the height of the pandemic and the stay-at-home orders, I began going somewhere else in my mind. And the habit has not let up with the viral stats. It seems to have settled in, taken root. I don’t even have to close my eyes to leave, barely have to flick a switch in my brain. I feel it pulling when I so badly want to stay present, to listen to every detail about Harry’s pet dragon-tyrannosaurus-unicorn on the way to preschool dropoff in the morning. But I can feel myself slipping. I have created a dangerous and seductive exit. I know that it is selfish, that the people I love deserve my full engagement, especially in the little, in-between moments when slipping away feels so natural, so good. But then I defend it: is it simply survival? I have convinced myself that escaping has saved me from losing my mind, maybe for good, more than once. When the ugliness of the world opens up and we are able to peer into it, the deep rotting chasm, are we expected to take it all in and walk away unshaken, untouched by that sinister side of our collective truth? I think, with eyes wide open, we have to cope in order to survive. The answer may be as simple as that. But I still feel guilty.
Brooke Hamilton BenjestorfPublished 3 years ago in PsycheLiving With Chronic Pain
It all began in 2005, I was an 11-year-old kid in school just playing around as usual. I tapped a friend on the back and she chased me around the playground, then onto the grass at the lower half of the school.
Future HolidaysPublished 3 years ago in PsycheOld Danny
Pretty much anyone that knows me well knows that I was raised by a horrible, violent psychopath. He died at 41 of heart disease, or karma, whichever you want to call it. As old as I get, my subconscious still revisits him from time and has throughout the years. I’ve been taking a new nootropic, 5-htp recently and it’s giving me incredibly vivid dreams. I'm a bio-hacker and every now and then I get a surprise benefit from my personal experimentation. Last night I dreamt that some guy was getting high with me on my couch when he mentioned that Danny (father) had faked his death at 41 and actually lived across town with a new family. Of course, I questioned him as this was extremely stunning news to me but he stuck to his story so I went to investigate.
J.D. BradleyPublished 3 years ago in PsycheADHD and How I.. SQUIRREL!
I sit here beginning to write this article when in all honesty I should be doing housework. I look around at the mess. Dirty clothes are strewn about the floor. Piles of random junk. Things are completely out of place. There's no organization whatsoever. Yet, I seem to know where things are. My organized chaos. I feel as though it's an outward projection of my mind. Chaotic but still functional. The joys of ADHD.
kasey greshamPublished 3 years ago in PsycheMy Top 10 Movie List 2021.
After going through an almost two-year media cleanse that included watching no Television, I broke back into the habit this year.
Cathy (Christine Acheini) Ben-AmehPublished 3 years ago in PsycheADHD Ask: Why Should I Rearrange My ADHD Nest When Everything Is Where I Want It?
You have your spot in the house, everything you need is spread out and easily viewable - so why would you want to rearrange your ADHD nest? Doesn't that defeat the purpose of having everything at hand?
Kristy WestawayPublished 3 years ago in PsycheHaving No Libido On Antidepressant Medication Has Its Benefits
I began taking antidepressant medication for chronic anxiety-depression about two years ago. Although I escaped experiencing most side effects that were listed on the internet and told by the doctor, I did have one major issue. My libido or sex drive nose-dived gradually to the point of not existing.
The Soulful ScribblerPublished 3 years ago in PsycheDear Universe
Dear Universe, What in the hell is going on? I am so confused right now. I seriously need some help right now. I think I'm going insane. Everything seems like it's caving in. I feel like I'm spiraling out of control. I feel like I'm drowning. Just when I think things are going to get better, they take a turn for the worst. I'm not okay with any of this. I don't know who I need to talk to about this but we need to speak immediately. This is not how I imagined my life turning out. I'm not sure what I was expecting but it wasn't this. Everything feels so wrong right now. I know that I'm meant for better things. I don't know where I'm supposed to turn. What am I supposed to do? I want some peace. I'm so sick of the voices in my head. I wish I could turn back time. I wish I could have a do-over. There are so many things that I want to change. What am I doing wrong? Did I anger someone? What can I do to make it right? I want answers. I'll do whatever it takes to fix things. Please just give me a break. I am exhausted and just want to sleep. Send me a sign. Give me a message. Please just give me a little help. Shed some light on things. Give me some sort of hint. What do I do? I am trying my hardest to figure things out. I am failing miserably though. I can't keep winging everything. I am having a breakdown. I am so lost right now. Any guidance would be appreciated. This is not the person I want to be. I'm trying hard to grow. I thought that I was doing great. I thought I was maturing. I thought I was doing better than a lot of people I know. Yet I'm still so far behind. I guess I thought wrong. Why does it seem like all these people who do horrible things are doing so much better? Why can't I find answers? I'm ready to give up. I'm not sure how much longer I can hold on. I'm losing hope. I'm losing my sanity. I feel like I have nowhere left to turn. I feel so alone. I need help and I know it. I just don't know where to start. I don't know who to turn to. What is the point of it all? Everything seems so insignificant. I have no idea what I'm doing and I think it's starting to show. I want to just run away so badly. I want to leave everything behind and start over. I hate feeling this way. I so badly want it to stop. There is just too much happening. I feel like I'm losing it. It's like everything is just slipping away. I'm in a downward spiral. I don't know how to regain control of this situation. I want it all to stop. I need it all to stop. Things are either moving too quickly or too slowly. I'm not sure which is worse. I just know that I want it all to go back to normal. I want to close my eyes and finally be ok. I want to wake up knowing that I'm going to be ok. I don't know how to get to that point. I've been trying so hard to just be normal for once. But being normal and being myself are complete opposites. There are so many things going wrong all at once. I don't want to face the next day. I'm trying to take it one day at a time. One part of me wants to just rush things and get this life over with. The other part wants to enjoy all the little things. I just don't know where to go from here.
Jasmine HarrisPublished 3 years ago in PsycheI CAN Do It
I could feel my heart beating in my chest, my hands were sweating, and I could not think through the fog that enveloped my brain. The woman was speaking; I knew because I saw her mouth moving, but I didn’t know what she was saying. I felt as though I was a visitor in my body watching the events unfold like a movie. I did not know these people, and I did not know what they expected of me. One thing I knew for sure: I did not belong here.
John WaltersPublished 3 years ago in PsycheThe shoebox underneath my bed.
I woke up again in a cold sweat, from the same nightmare that felt all too real. I could hear you laughing and you were standing almost close enough to touch. You were standing off to the side of my view, so I could not clearly see your face.
Jaded Savior BlogPublished 3 years ago in PsycheThe 3-Month Sleep Experiment (2021)
I began this experiment after a few key things this year: dreams while visiting relatives, beginning a new journal, and family drama driving me to concede that I should (finally) look into therapy. I’ve long had sleep issues, as described in “Night Walker”, and I have used cannabis to aid these sleep issues for about 7 years now, as mentioned in “A Dreamless Sleep”. This “experiment” is still being conducted, but I wanted to share my findings after the first month.
Megan Baker (Left Vocal in 2023)Published 3 years ago in Psyche