mental health
Mental health and psychology are essential in life extension and leading a healthy and happy life.
Living with Depression
Life can throw curves at unexpected times, and sometimes getting a roommate can help to ease some of the burdens from the financial sort. But dealing with a roommate who doesn't take you into consideration when they decide to do certain things, is a burden of its own.
By Christopher Haskins9 years ago in Longevity
The Insanity of My Sanity
"SANE is the INSANITY most call NORMALITY put forth by SOCIETY."—Erik Till 22nd April 2013. I've often found that what society dictates as normal isn't an accurate depiction at all. It may be because I am not what society deems normal that I have always felt this way, it may be because that is what I was brought up hearing from my family. I don't know, but it stands as said.
By Serenity Davis9 years ago in Longevity
Self-Care - Millennial Edition
Let's be real. Lately, every day feels like part II of Billy Joel's "We Didn't Start the Fire." I'm serious. Take a look: Donald Trump, paris agreement/ climate change, please impeach him/ Portland stabbings, London Bridge/ We're all going to drown in sewage
By Rachel Benn9 years ago in Longevity
It's Not Your Fault
I'm 31 years of age. At the age of 5 (or so I'm told), I attempted to hang myself with my school tie. At 31 years of age, it breaks my heart to attempt to fathom how hopeless life must be for someone so young to take the decision to end it all. I only remember bits and pieces from those days. I know that I had difficulty forming friendships with other children. I know that I had a tendency to take people at their word; to assume people were always honest, and of course this made me vulnerable and it was easy to take advantage of me. I was naive. Other kids seemed to realise this very quickly and this was the start of it. Being the butt of jokes and the source of amusement for other kids. I remember it was hurtful but I also know I didn't always realise when it was happening. My parents loved me very much of course, but the pain I was suffering must have been so great that I didn't want to live anymore. Had I succeeded in my suicide attempt, it would not have been their fault. They raised me to be honest, and to see others as honest and encountering the worst in people was clearly a shock to me that I didn't understand.
By Neil Cochrane9 years ago in Longevity
Losing Days to PMDD
Not too long ago, I had some company come to town, had an art exhibit, and did some travel with my visiting friend. For an introvert like me, I probably took on too much. Soon, I was in the thick of PMDD and living the repercussions of overdoing it. I suspect I’m not the only woman with that problem.
By Cheeky Minx9 years ago in Longevity











