trauma
At its core, trauma can be thought of as the psychological wounds that persist, even when the physical ones are long gone.
What is Depression?
Depression is a disorder that afflicts over 10% of the world's population, but we as a society know little about it. Stereotypes tell us that depressed people are weak, unless they happen to be a tortured artist. It can be difficult to understand depression because it's invisible. It's a disorder defined by thoughts, behaviors, and feelings, rather than obvious symptoms like vomiting, rashes, or fever. Those who have experienced depression are all too familiar with comments from misguided friends such as, snap out of it, or just get up and do something. Even those with depression might have a hard time understanding what they are experiencing, and they often blame themselves for not being able to snap out of it. To understand what depression really is, we need to talk about symptoms.
Unwell 3
I thought 178871 Was a cute palindrome Until I saw The numbers in the center Imagine if it were “148841” 00 These license plate combinations are on cars owned by people who seem to want to cause me harm and/or force the stress of the situation to kill me from the inside out.
Kocoa SimpsenPublished 7 months ago in PsycheIn The End
At the End, I will be alone. I don't know if I believe in an afterlife, or whatever God or Gods or Higher Power holds judgement over who goes where. If they do exist, I will face them alone. I will be beautiful in my scars, shielded and weighed by my actions and inactions, but I will be alone.
Natasja RosePublished 7 months ago in PsycheA Psychological Disorder is a Unique Journey
Mental clutters are a complex and regularly misjudged point. In this article, we are going investigate the distinctive sorts of mental clutters, their causes and hazard variables, diagnosis and appraisal, and treatment alternatives. We'll also talk about the shame encompassing mental clutters and how to break down the myths related to them.
goddy igbinosaPublished 7 months ago in PsycheCAN'T
Go ahead. Try that new interest of yours. Take part in a new activity that you'll only spend 3 months actually trying. Go on. Start it. You know what the outcome will be. We know what the outcome will be. It's the same result each time, you moron. Do you really think you'll amount to anything?
Indigo ValePublished 7 months ago in PsycheCigarettes Were Never a Combatant in the War on Drugs and Yet They Have Been Soundly Defeated
Be it the war on drugs, or the war on poverty, or homelessness or any of a hundred other social problems the US and other countries around the world have declared war on, our record remains abysmal. It remains where it has been stuck seemingly forever at zero victories and very little tangible ground gained. The record is actually so bad that it appears as if declaring war on a thing is the metaphysical opposite of what one should do if wanting to make a positive change to a persistent social problem. The war on drugs is perhaps the best known example of the failure of the let's declare war on something we want to go away approach to social policy. Many, many drugs became and remain combatants in this many decades old war. Cocaine, crack cocaine, heroin and other opiates, meth, marijuana, LSD, etc. Interestingly however one of the drugs that somehow managed to be left out of the war on drugs was nicotine. Specifically nicotine in the form of cigarettes. And, surprisingly to some I guess, they are the one drug (technically cigarettes are only a particularly deadly delivery mechanism for the addictive drug nicotine) that has been soundly defeated. They have in fact had their asses kicked. Completely, totally, absolutely crushed. In less than two decades cigarettes have gone from the hip, cool, must have accessory of the rebel without a cause, to a disgusting, hated, and reviled evil that no one in their right mind wants to have anything to do with. Cigarette smoking has become about as popular as Yahoo mail. That is to say, not popular at all with demand and usage at record lows. Meanwhile all the other addictive drugs still slugging it out in the war on drugs remain as popular or more so than ever. As popular as Google Maps. That is to say, quite popular and in heavy demand with usage at historic highs (no pun intended).
Everyday JunglistPublished 7 months ago in Psyche- Content Warning
Our Mother of Mercy
Seventh Month Seven months had passed since Oliver was institutionalized. In all that time, Isabella had not come to visit once. While pretending not to care about it, the truth was that he resented her for it. Other patients had visitors regularly. Julie wasn't one of those who got visitors, though.
Nothing to say
The air presses heavy on her chest, causing her to breathe slowly and with effort. The same goes for him, as he draws in a deep breath and instinctively clasps his stomach. He had once shared with her the reason behind this motion - it is a way for him to experience a deep connection. He can sense her emotions as if they were his own, feeling the tightness in her chest and the nervous unease in her stomach, which exposes their profound vulnerability.
Moving in with Grief
Is it just me or does it seem to be ever-present? You’re asking me to move through this grief? Okay, well tell me this…
Laura Hanson ReberPublished 7 months ago in Psyche- Content Warning
Hell According to Oliver
'I should have just rented a room or something... Bell wouldn't have found me that way...' Oliver could not help but wonder what he could've done to avoid this outcome. This outcome being his present situation, a patient resident in the Our Mother of Mercy mental institution. 'Why does she always have to but-in my business? Everything could've been over, but now, because of her, I have to live this... this hell...'
A Whole New Ball Game: Pressed “Prescription” Pills
Author foreword I got sober nearly 5 years ago. At this time pills were considered a “safe” option in terms of risk of overdose. You knew what you were getting. You bought Xanax, you knew you were getting Xanax. You bought oxycodone, that what you were getting. It was a miserable life of addiction, but things were slightly safer. The risk of overdose was always looming, but to a smaller degree. I came across a few pressed pills near the end of my using days, and they were immediately identifiable as fake. Chalky, misshaped, etc.
Chris GiesenPublished 7 months ago in Psyche- Content Warning
The Healing Power of Leaving: A Journey From Domestic Violence to Survival
In my darkest corners of my past, I found strength to leave a life of torment and pain behind. It was a lengthy journey, one that I didn’t think I would make, but it was a journey that led to healing and self discovery. This is my story.