coping
Life presents variables; learning how to cope in order to master, minimize, or tolerate what has come to pass.
When Postpartum Depression Hits
Pregnancy is supposed to give joy, gratitude, and love... so why didn't I feel any of those things? When the Bough Breaks You hear people talk about it, and if you've been pregnant, your doctor or midwife probably brought it up briefly during your pregnancy, and during your postpartum appointments. It's probably not something you think will impact you, especially if you've been lucky enough not to have any experience in having mental health issues.
By Letitia Lou9 years ago in Psyche
Video Games, Depression, and a Seemingly Unlikely Way to Cope
If I sat here typing this ten years ago, I couldn't tell you where I'd be, how I'd feel, and what I'd want to feel. It's a reality that 2.6% (roughly 5.6 million people) of the American Population a year - must face every waking minute once they crawl out of bed. It's a disorder that isn't easily taken care of unless medicated to an extent that even medication may not help without some guidance from doctor. It's also a reality I live with. One I've been living with for nearly sixteen years out of my thirty - going on thirty one years of life. There's times where waking up feels like walking through a tar pit while dealing with a monsoon at the same time. It's one that can easily be calmed when grabbing onto a PlayStation 4 controller or even an Xbox One controller.
By Dustin Murphy9 years ago in Psyche
This World
A lot of stuff has been weighing on my mind a lot of pressure is on my shoulders. Why can all of this be a dream? Why can I just wake up and all of this will be over? Sitting here trying to figure what to do, my mind says leave but my heart just won't let go. Everything seems to be falling apart even when I deliver the most griped. Why can’t it just stay the way it's supposed to be just all of us together. The way I feel right now man I just shake my head at all this. All the pressures that are on my shoulders I just want it to be over don't want to see another day and still be in the same place as I was before.
By Angie Ramos9 years ago in Psyche
The Shower
It's not even 9 AM and I'm sitting here on the cold tile of my bathroom floor, completely naked, bawling my eyes out. The sound of the water and steam from the shower I started but can't bring myself to take are somewhat soothing. The thoughts that are running a marathon through my mind are almost paralyzing. I don't know how to process all of this. We knew this day would someday come, but as it approaches, it's still so hard to believe. "He's really going to die." I say out loud.
By Ginny Dorsey9 years ago in Psyche
A Philosophical Approach to Conquering the Fear of Meaninglessness
The possibility that I'm building a life for myself that is meaningless is one of my biggest fears. The dull repetition of days (which seems to be one of life's inherent qualities), haunts me with the idea that a meaningful life is impossible to attain. The idea that life can be devoid of purpose plagues me. From spending many tedious days considering this, I have acquired a deeply embedded fear that my life is useless, meaningless. Days as such take me away from myself, forcing me to look at my life as though I was watching an hourglass, staring as sand tumbles down until my time is out. When I’m breathing my last few breaths someday, watching the last grains of sand fall, I fear I'll look back on monotonous days and despise myself for never turning my life into something meaningful. So, while empty hours drift by, I find myself trapped in a reflection of why I do the things I do. I wonder how I should be living differently to gain more out of my life. I wonder if anyone else feels this way so often. Finally, I wearily wonder if anything is even worth it, and if there is even a point to trying.
By Cecilia Bilton9 years ago in Psyche
Drug Abuse & Mental Illness
An 18 year old like myself, who struggles with depression, anxiety, and bipolar disorder, often finds herself too caught up in her own mind trying to analyze whether or not she's doing good enough, if she did everything she needed to get done, and if she's being mindful of other people in her life, but it all just turns into a recipe for disaster when she does this. Me, that is. How can such innocent thoughts cause disaster in one's life? Easy. Throw in mental illness, and that can feel like the whole disaster itself.
By Majestic Healing9 years ago in Psyche
