coping
Life presents variables; learning how to cope in order to master, minimize, or tolerate what has come to pass.
Isolation and Anxiety
Mental health transparency is becoming a more and more mainstream with each passing year. I know more about my friends’ mental health concerns than I ever expected that I would. I know who struggles with depression, who struggles with anxiety and I think it’s amazing that they feel like they can share those struggles in an open forum without feeling like they will be ostracized because of it.
By D. Gabrielle Jensen7 years ago in Psyche
What They Don't Know
Yesterday was my 30th birthday. A day I had long been dreading. A bittersweet day to have been alive. You see I suffer from depression. Though my friends and family knew I was having a hard time recently, no one really knew how bad it had gotten. A few weeks ago as I laid in my bed crying, listening to my children play in the other room, I made the decision. I was going to take my own life. I was going to end this suffering that has haunted my family for far too long. They deserve to be happy. But how could they ever be happy when they have a mother who is always depressed?
By Jaye Rivera7 years ago in Psyche
My Black Dog
Are you here yet? It’s the house just three down from the carpark. The one with the brown door. Come straight in. It’s open. Don’t hover by the door – come on through. Do you like the lounge? It’s been decorated recently. A lovely colour isn’t it! Yes, we do have a movie subscription. I’ll let you have a watch later if you want. I can see you looking towards the games console too. Whatever you want to do is fine – my home is your home.
By Lily Bloss7 years ago in Psyche
Getting Better: The Realities
For me, writing has always been a coping mechanism; to see your thoughts materialised is something of a relief. I've never been one to bottle things up - in my personal experience, the weight of withheld worries often becomes overbearing and in turn leads to the likes of emotional breakdowns. That's why I have decided to document my journey with my mental health; recently, I've been struggling more than usual, despite the fact that I am arguably "better" than I was this time a couple of years ago. Unfortunately, fluctuation is one of the realities of mental illness; the path to wellness never runs smooth. There will always be bumps in the road and times of despair during which you worry that "better" is a mythical idea that will never be truly realised. However, better does not equate to perfection, and nothing in this existence is permanent, most certainly not despair. For every down there is an up, no matter how distant that up may seem, and congratulating yourself on even the smallest of ups is so incredibly important.
By Tabitha Green7 years ago in Psyche
When is it Time to Say Enough is Enough?
For the past week, I have felt like the lowest of the low; stressed out, depressed and anxious. By the end of the week I ended up feeling ill physically as well, getting headaches and other ailments that had started to kick in to the point that I wasn't able to cope with it. The initial fear began with people coming too close to my liking in my bubble; when I’m in that state of mind and I'm struggling to cope with it, more symptoms kick in.
By Lizzy Arrow7 years ago in Psyche
The Stages of Grief
Losing someone you love is one of the toughest things one can go through in their life. Sadly, it happens way too often nowadays, but that's life for you. Whether you lose someone from death or someone you care for moves away and you lost all contact with them. Grief comes in all ways, shapes, and forms.
By Kelsie Tyler7 years ago in Psyche
Living with Depression and Anxiety
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP. What? What is that? Oh no. My alarm. I have to get up now. I have to start my day. I have to get ready for work. What if people look at me today? What if they judge me. Shoot, I have bags under my eyes. What if they think I look tired? What if they judge how I look. Stop. Stop you're fine. Just put on your makeup, brush your hair and teeth. We're running out of time.
By Saraa Renaud7 years ago in Psyche
Living with Dissociative Identity Disorder
The first reaction I normally get when people find out I have DID is "Are you going to hurt me?" You wouldn't' say something like that to anybody with Cancer or somebody with depression so why is that the first thing that springs to people's minds when they find out about this? Personally, I think it is down to the fact that it is so badly represented in the media.
By Hollie Christopher7 years ago in Psyche
Riptide
Escapism is a beautiful place for a while, it feels almost painless. It feels okay because you can breathe without that pounding in your chest, or that hole in your stomach that looks like the milky way but feels more like a tornado. It speaks so softly I can’t hear the words, but I feel the doubt of everything. I wake up in the morning and I feel it, until I can find a way to ignore it. No matter how I try it’s always there, like that sound of chalk on a chalkboard; only I am the chalkboard. I try to think of or create beautiful places in hopes that someone might understand, perhaps someone will find peace knowing that someone feels the same way. But my escapism is a dream with a beautiful beginning that ends in a nightmare. People wonder how that feels, that is people who have never been there. The only way that I can describe it, is like this
By Jordan Sophia Thomas7 years ago in Psyche