Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Psyche.

11:59
It’s 11:59pm and I’m sitting on the kerb outside my house. The tears won’t stop. Neither will the snot. But that’s okay because there’s also grass where I’m sitting. The only light is the streetlight, tossing its glow upon the gritty pavement. And the seemingly insurmountable weight of life is pressing down on me, hard.
By nat4 years ago in Psyche
The Fear of Not Being Productive Enough
Rupi Kaur, in her book, Home Body, expresses one can become full of impatience and self-doubt thanks to capitalism. That your self-worth can be tied to how much you produce for people to consume. If you’re a writer, artist, or business owner, you may recognize these feelings.
By Candice Galek4 years ago in Psyche
Life Coaching
For many years I felt a nudge, a prompt to get into life coaching. It was something my soul wanted to do but my ego...not so much. I have lived one interesting and unusual life. I knew I had tons of experience to share. The lessons learned have been invaluable but I was never sure of how I could bring my insights out on to the world stage in an effective manner. I definitely have a talent for public speaking but if I'm honest sometimes the energy I feel before an engagement feels wobbly. Like a newborn giraffe. All too often I felt that the energy it took to push through and pull off the event simply wasn't worth the reward. As someone with a background of panic disorder and generalized anxiety I think it's important that I share my story for other coaches and speakers who may struggle with their mental health. One of the things that make the life coaching arena so hard to navigate is that one of our greatest tools to employ and shift our personal trajectory as well as that of our clients is the vibration we maintain. Life coaching requires a level of emotional dexterity if you're going to be successful and lead people into their best lives.
By Cozett Dunn4 years ago in Psyche
It Happens to Others Not Me
Bad things happen all the time and sometimes they happen to good people. When something bad does occur, all those times you told yourself it happens to other people it doesn’t happen to me. The reality is that yes, it happens to others and that’s horrible, but you no longer can say those words when it happens to you. I used to do what I know some people do when faced with a situation that can have multiple outcomes. I would tell myself that it could have been a lot worse, that I got lucky, and some don’t. I justified the pain it caused me by saying those things and comparing my situations to others who have gone through it.
By Carrie4 years ago in Psyche
The Trip That Changed Everything
Oh man, I screwed up. Watching from the window as my friend ran home while barefoot down the street, it suddenly dawned on me that I was in a random kitchen in the middle of the afternoon with some boys I barely knew from work. We had just taken mushrooms for the first time and I had no idea what to expect, and we weren't off to a good start.
By Jesse Bixby4 years ago in Psyche
The Line Between Anxiety and Wonder is Made of Humidity
When I was seventeen, I went to Japan for the first time. It felt insurmountable. I had to apply to the program, be interviewed, get a passport, talk to someone over the phone—all things that felt utterly impossible at the time. I spent an hour just to psych myself up to make that single, required phone call to get into the program, and melted down right afterwards.
By Rena4 years ago in Psyche
Learning to live by trying to die
I was 9 years old the first time I tried to die. My beloved Uncle Tony had died at 42 from kidney failure. I had loved and worshipped him. He was the only person who spoke to me as if I were a person, not a nuisance. He would engage me in riddles and puzzles . He was the only one who told me that I was very smart and to never stop learning . He would envelop me in hugs that enveloped all of me and made me feel incredibly safe. Nothing could hurt me while I was with him. I was convinced he was the only person who cared about me.
By Bella Blue4 years ago in Psyche
Best Inpatient Drug Rehabilitation Treatments in Fountain Valley California
For those who suffer from drug addiction, outpatient drug rehab facilities in Fountain Valley, CA are the perfect solution. Unlike inpatient drug rehabs in Fountain Valley, outpatient facilities offer a more comfortable atmosphere for recovering drug addicts to get help from drug addiction. Here, recovering addicts can enjoy a quieter and peaceful environment at a lower cost. outpatient drug rehab in Fountain Valley, CA is one of the best treatment options for all kinds of drug and alcohol addiction. However, you need to be careful while selecting a rehab center, as there are many drug rehabilitation centers in Fountain Valley that offer low cost or free services.
By Latasha Katrz4 years ago in Psyche
Context
I always knew I was fucked up, but I didn’t think about it all laid out. I thought I had this shit on the right path; I was going to sort through it all eventually on my own. I should have known better than to make such careless plans. I never learn, do I? It’s never been that simple.
By Megan Baker (Left Vocal in 2023)4 years ago in Psyche
Play A Little Game
There was a lot of trauma in my early childhood. My parents divorced, I was moved away from my friends and lost contact with all but two of my friends from my hometown due to my mother’s manipulation and vindictiveness, I was severely bullied in school for being Neurodivergent (even if people didn’t know I was Neurodivergent at the time), and the cat that practically raised me died. I contribute all that happening around the same time to my early onset depression that I was diagnosed with at the tender age of eight. But as for my PTSD, that’s a partly a whole other story.
By Elsa M4 years ago in Psyche
Maybe it's Maybelline Maybe it's CPTSD that Looks Like ADHD
One of the greatest assets I had on my mental health journey was the access to free counseling on campus when I attended college from 2008-2012. That's about 144 free counseling sessions. I needed them. Actually I needed more than that, but it was an incredible foundation to build from that I couldn't have otherwise afforded.
By Christine Hollermann4 years ago in Psyche
The Silent Chaos
Why am I saying The Silent Chaos of Addiction? With her castle made of scribbles; and the voices her horse and men. Her scarred body her once beautiful land.
By Rachel Taylor4 years ago in Psyche