coping
Life presents variables; learning how to cope in order to master, minimize, or tolerate what has come to pass.
my mental health & Covid
Recently, I had the unfortunate pleasure of testing positive for good ol' Covid (I'm currently fine and am back at it with normal life). However, I live with someone who lies within the "higher risk" category, so I went straight for the extreme solution. I packed up some of my things and went off into our guest bedroom where I would stay for ten days. During my isolation, I had A LOT of time for eating, sleeping, binging TV, and many other mundane activities. The one thing that I did the most though was think.
By Bad At Being A Girl6 years ago in Psyche
Coping With Grief and Loss
Grief is something that is unique in that everyone feels and processes the pain in a different way. Most people have heard about the five stages of grief: denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. But there are people that don’t go through all five stages before they begin to heal, and others that do go through all five and still aren’t healing. The path to healing is uniquely your own.
By Shiloh Madison6 years ago in Psyche
When life is good
Sometimes life hands you lemons, what do you do? I use to think make vodka Tom Collins. Now I think, squeeze that bitch and make lemonade. I guess that’s not how to start a post that has recovery in the tag. Let’s be real though, recovery or not, vodka always on my mind.
By Ms. Meowtini Straight-Up6 years ago in Psyche
The Medium
I. My room is dark. The haunting sound of my heavy breathing confirms my existence; but I don’t want to be alive. My skin flares red and I break into a chill. My body is hot to the touch; it feels as if a thousand needles pierce through my skin. The flesh on the back of my head still feels raw from my bike crash.
By M. Meera Roy6 years ago in Psyche
Is Swearing the Best Way to Beat Stress?
In dark times encompassed by chaos, we're all looking for relief from stress and anxiety. From riots and cannabilism to allusions to civil war and vaccine shortages, all topping our newsfeeds, we're all looking for something to lighten our worries.
By Katie Brozen6 years ago in Psyche
The Wellness Plan
In 2019, I was diagnosed with a mental health issue known as anxiety and depression. I refused medication and treatment because of two reasons, not being sure if my healthcare insurance would cover the costs and my assumption of the illness going away on its own. In my opinion, I did not take the diagnosis seriously and I went on with my life. At this time, I was experiencing my last year at Middlesex Community College in my associate’s degree program for liberal arts and a concentration in psychology. I did not want to think that I could become emotionally compromised. Over time, I withdrew from socializing with friends, family, and career opportunities. Here, I started to feel intense episodes of worry, low self-esteem, and sadness and I wasn’t sure if it was from being socially withdrawn, the diagnosis being poorly treated, or a mixture of both. But, when people asked about my wellness I began to blame my emotional patterns on my menstrual cycle or the weather. I had many people fooled, believing that my mental health was not at any kind of potential risk. However, karma does come around and I found myself to be the fool, curling into a ball on my grandma’s kitchen floor and wailing about my life. I had an episode in front of my family. It was scary, ugly, and also the truth. But, this is where I realized that my mental health should be taken seriously and psychological attention was needed as soon as possible. Within a week, I found free counseling sessions through my college resources and signed myself up. It was the first step that changed my life forever.
By Claudi Brown6 years ago in Psyche
The Chair and the Barn Owl
It had seemed as if I hadn’t felt the warm embrace of sleep for quite some time. For so long I had traveled...and for so long I had craved rest. My body craved rest...the kind that makes you feel as if your body is afloat in a lake and the quiet splash of the water hits the shores bringing comfort to your soul. No rest for me...no rest for so long. Had I fooled myself into believing that there was such a thing? Had I contoured up an idea of what rest was to be? I had heard people talk of such things as a “nice rest” or “ a little rest and relaxation”. Was such a concept fiction? All I knew was that I craved it...my body and mind yearned for it...I was dying to find it.
By Heather McCoy6 years ago in Psyche
