humanity
Mental health is a fundamental right; the future of humanity depends on it.
My hook-up revealed that his job is: Male Sex Worker
Some of us live our life by identifying the magnitude of our ENERGY. We try to meet people on the same FREQUENCY as us. But often enough we LEARN best from people who have a different energy than us - but closely matched to our own in terms of intensity and transparency. But THEY live their life on a different ELEVATION with different RISKS. Those of us who have managed on create a distinct barrier and understanding of our sexual identity and boundaries - will simply have SEX with the people who just flat out asks us for it. No hidden games. No hidden expectations. Just MUTUAL fun. Just helping each other CUM.
Unity
Unity: the state of being united or joined as a whole. Unity is what me, Krya River, and everyone else felt at Creekwood Middle School. Let me not get ahead of myself, let’s start with the day all staff members hate; April Fool’s. I was getting ready for my school day, when I received a text from my friend Alivia. I made brownies!!! Yes! She loves to cook and sometimes brings me treats to try on the bus, so this wasn’t out of the ordinary. I quickly reply with my excitement and then carry on with my routine.
Morgan BrachtPublished 3 years ago in PsycheBetter Views
I sat in the Hudson River like it was kiddy-pool, my celestial head leaning into the palm of my hand staring at Manhattan like I was playing chess. My eyes flicked from building to building; looking, searching, unable to locate whatever it was that was calling me. There is something here, I can feel it soaking into my bones, speaking to my senses, begging me to listen. I cock my head to the left, my gut filling up with warmth as I stick my hand beneath the island. My fingers sink into murky sediments, I feel the land deep in my being, familiar as my mother’s arms. An ancient energy, as old as me.
Lauren MillarPublished 3 years ago in PsycheRandom Ramblings - Part One
Welcome to the ramblings of my 'squirrel brain'. I wish there was some way that I could manage to control at least the speed at which the thoughts swirl around in my head. Managing to actually process those thoughts would be an added bonus. The older I get, the harder it all becomes. It seems there's always more being thrown into the mix and I just can't keep up anymore.
Analise DionnPublished 3 years ago in PsycheAddicted To Sadness
A while back, I heard someone say that they might be “addicted to their sadness” and it sounded ridiculous to me. However, the more I think about it, the less ridiculous it sounds to me. Right now, you’re probably thinking to yourself how ridiculous it sounds to you. I can try to explain, but I’m not very good at expressing my feelings.
Jonathan MeyersPublished 3 years ago in PsycheFinding Myself in the Writing Process
Who is Matt? What does Matt look like in life? M- Malleable, Mulish, and Memorable Let's start with the first one malleable. I am constantly adapting to change and things in my life, my writing etc. I wasn’t always this way and more often than not I resisted change to the point of insanity. I spent so long believing I was resisting the decay while I was rotting inside.
Matthew MccaheyPublished 3 years ago in Psyche- Third Place in SFS 8: Pear Tree Challenge
Intervals
In the kitchen, I heard your mother sob into the dishes, soapy tears began to run down the drain after the evening’s chores were finally complete. She's spent this last week with the same hollow air that the winter breeze whispers in the dead of night. I swear I can hear her bones as she moves from room to room, so fragile and disassociated. She looks to me often, eyes wet and red with grief, challenging me to offer her comfort. I find this intimacy with someone so unhinged truly frightens me.
MutationistPublished 3 years ago in Psyche The Basis of My Life
The Golden Rule The golden rule seems like it is a good place since it is basically the underlying principle of my life. Another saying I have always liked that goes hand in hand with this is, if you don’t have anything nice to say don’t say anything at all.
The First Freeze & Forever
I used to love skating on the ice when our pond would freeze over in the winter, but right now it’s is just a pond of water and not ice. It’s so hot out and I’m thinking about taking a dip.
Fear In The Face of a Pandemic
I’m not a medical professional by any means. And I realize that one sentence will stop a solid 90% of you from finishing this post. That’s ok. I would love to say I trust the majority of the population to be able to read an opinion piece in its entirety, even if taking it with a grain of salt, but unfortunately we all make immediate judgments and then proceed to ignore the things we don’t like (i.e., the things we deem wrong) regardless of what’s actually true.
A Nightmare
I was running away. “Mitzi.” I was running away as fast as I could. “Mitzi, are you asleep?” I heard a voice speak slowly.
Abygael SilversPublished 3 years ago in PsycheI Have the Face of an Idiot
I have the face of an idiot. Let me explain. About ten years ago I was temping in the offices of a large insurance firm. I'm not going to say it was the dullest job I've ever done... actually, I am going to say that. It was the dullest job I'd ever done. It was a bastion of boredom. I've had more exciting visits to the toilet.
Christopher DonovanPublished 3 years ago in Psyche