stigma
People with mental illness represent one of the most deeply stigmatized groups in our culture. Learn more about it here.
A Cry for Help
Trigger warning: suicide "Alright and what issues are you seeking counseling for?" "I...I don't want to be alive anymore." I feel my body heat up as I finally say the words I've held back for months. I can hear the weight of my admission travel through the phone and land on the intake screener's desk.
Mental Illness
In the World we know as it is, there is a thing called mental illness. It is something that has been known to people as far back as Ancient China and Greece. Even more or less therapeutic methods has been available to treat mental illness. However, it wasn't until 1883 when mental illness had been properly recorded and diagnosed.
Lovely LuciaPublished 3 years ago in PsycheOp-Ed: A Third Culture Kid in Pursuit of Clinical Psychology and Three Themes in Chinese Mental Health Research
As a British-born Chinese girl, the idea of entering Psychology as a profession was something that I never considered. However, when I was in secondary school Psychology, it was something I thought about. My family didn't discuss emotions or have discussions about mental health. My parents weren't particularly strict about my academic pursuits. However, I recall having conversations with them about whether I wanted to go into medicine or law. My parents were influenced by my older brother, who studied Psychology. Psychology is a stable and rewarding career. They have been supportive of my desire to become a Clinical Psychoologist.
Hannah WilkinsPublished 3 years ago in PsycheADHD Ask: Why Do You Make ‘Nests’ Around the House With Your Stuff?
I was tempted to use a photo of my own workspace for this article, but honestly, I was too embarrassed. Although I have an ‘office room’ with a desk, I move about the house to different places, like some sort of house-nomad (homad?).
Kristy WestawayPublished 3 years ago in PsycheThe Closing Wind
Lying up, staring at the ceiling, thinking, longing. Surrounding him only darkness with the small light that shone from his phone’s screen. Calm music filled the room and surrounded what appeared to be, at first glance, a statue. Motionless, expressionless. Looking closer and closer, two spheres appeared to shine like two moons in the glow from his phone. His eyelids, flickering shut from time to time, only to be reopened every so often with a stream running through and from them. Going deeper we see a dark figure, towering over him, consuming him, becoming him. He gathers enough energy to start to rise from his bed, the figure still looming over him, surrounding him. He goes downstairs, puts on a coat, and leaves. That evening 3 moons could be seen, the one in the sky, and the two eyes, sparkling in the moonlight.
Karol A KubickiPublished 3 years ago in Psyche7 Things You Won't Believe Introverts Are Better At
There are many misconceptions about introverts. People often believe that we are unable to socialize, that we do not like to leave our home or that we cry easily.
Mindsmatter.Published 3 years ago in Psyche?!! Paranoia !?
Recently, I came home from my Mother's house via public transport for which I used a bus pass. Later that day I couldn't locate my pass anywhere. I expressed my concerns to both my spouse and my mother. My spouse suggested I had maybe left it at hers. She suggested maybe it was still in my bag or somewhere on my person. I just had a gut feeling that I had lost it on the way home. Both of them dismissed my thoughts and said "Don't be paranoid, absolutely no chance have you lost it outside. It will turn up." without any authority at all.
I Am Not A Trend
I was reading some stories on vocal in psyche, as you do, scrolling through the ones about depression and anxiety and tips and advice, everything I've seen and lived before when I came across one about dissociation. I lit up inside like a little child, excited to see something that's a huge part of my life finally being talked about and represented. And the first few paragraphs lived up to my expectations.
L. J. KnightPublished 3 years ago in PsycheLife after Narcissistic Abuse
Too many of us have encountered people with Narcissistic personalities. This could be a parent, spouse, sibling or friend- the list goes on. And unfortunately, sometimes it’s not always easy to escape the subsequent abuse we endure. For example, if you have a narcissistic parent and are yet to reach adulthood, you may develop a wide array of self-esteem issues, accumulate trauma and develop mental health issues as a result of years of narcissistic abuse.
In the clouds
There was a time I thought I would never come down. Being up there is all I’ve ever known. All that I am comfortable with. And everywhere I wanted to be. Whenever I was grounded, only bad things happened to me, or my body for that matter. People used me, for their pleasure. And luckily, I learned how to leave whenever those instances came around.
Self-Sabotage and Sertraline
I am a naturally positive person, and I have depression. It feels like an inherited curse that I tried so hard to run from. You see, depression runs in my family, so over the years I've become very aware and vigilant with my own mental health. I've known that I need to 'keep an eye on it' and take a proactive and preventative approach. Meditation, self-care, journaling, movement, fresh air, getting enough sleep, managing my stress - I did all the right things. And I still struggled.
Georgia HollidayPublished 3 years ago in PsycheMotherhood: Always and Never Alone
I used to be woken up to the sound of a gentle soundscape coming from the speakers of my iphone. I'd roll over to see my dogs still cuddled up next to me and I'd think to myself, "What should I do today?" The possibilites were endless, I could write, paint, watch a movie, go on a drive or even take off to another city or state if I wanted to. Fast foward to the present day, I am woken up to the sound of crying or the crippling anxiety that I face. I roll over and think okay time to get up, get the dogs out, start a bottle, change her diaper, etc. The list of things to do already slowly taking over my eight hours I have without my husband home to help. I try to take breaths and not let the never-ending daily tasks overwhelm me before I even get out of bed.
Kacey BakerPublished 3 years ago in Psyche