recovery
Your illness does not define you. It's your resolve to recover that does.
What I Have Learned Since I Got More Of My Independence Back.
If you had met me in the very early 1990s, you wouldn't have recognised me today. Those were chaotic times when trauma took a huge toll on me, and I did not know what the freedom of independence felt like.
By Carol Ann Townend6 months ago in Psyche
From Chaos to Clarity: Understanding Life With ADHD From the Inside.
Growing Up With ADHD: My Unfiltered Experience Growing up, I always felt like I was living life at a different speed than everyone else. Not faster in a productive way—but faster in a chaotic, overwhelming, and often confusing way. My thoughts didn’t come one at a time; they came all at once, overlapping, competing, and pulling my attention in every direction. I didn’t have the words for it back then, but later I would come to understand it as ADHD.
By Robert Redford6 months ago in Psyche
The Witness Staff
The Witness Staff A real soul passed through this The Fantasy That Protects Your Back “If I had the strength today, I’d be rummaging through my closet and drawers, hunting for scraps of ribbon, old beads, forgotten feathers anything to dress my walking stick the way the old stories describe. But my back has already carried too much, and the film still waits unprocessed. So instead, I imagine the decorated staffs of the ancestors: ember wood, wind caller, moon thread sticks glowing in the dark. Mine will come later. For now, the fantasy is enough.” I will decorate my regular walking sticks soon.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 6 months ago in Psyche
The House of Two Worlds
The Cinematic Doorway Intro I finished shaping this piece in a quiet room today, letting the story settle into its own rhythm. This is the next chapter in the House of Two Worlds a moment caught between shadow and clarity, where the rooms speak in their own language. I included the long story and the summary of the words placed with music and spoken word. This is a debut to houses divided. There are many different lifestyles. An artist needs a creative environment. However, with rents so damn high everyone cannot live alone to create. Living in a paint bucket of music, art, and film is a struggle with a more conformist individual. Life is short. Life can be real.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 6 months ago in Psyche
The Memory You Think You Have Is a Lie
YOUR BRAIN IS THE WORLD'S BEST STORYTELLER 📖 The memory you are most certain about, the one you would swear on your life is accurate down to the last detail, the childhood birthday party or the first kiss or the moment you heard devastating news, is almost certainly wrong in ways that would shock you if you could compare your memory to a recording of what actually happened, because human memory does not function like a video camera recording events faithfully for later playback but rather like a novelist who takes real events and rewrites them each time they are recalled, adding details that were not there, removing details that were, shifting timelines, combining separate events into single memories, and incorporating information learned after the event into the memory of the event itself until the story your brain tells you about your past is a sophisticated fiction that feels indistinguishable from truth because your brain is the author, the editor, and the only reader, and it has no incentive to fact-check its own work 🧠
By The Curious Writer6 months ago in Psyche
