Latest Stories
Most recently published stories in Psyche.
Call Me Alice
"Call me Alice. Let me fall down the rabbit hole into a world of adventure unknown. Call me the Queen. Let me rise above the masses and with the power of my voice make all those who dare to cause me harm, quiver and shake. Call me the Hatter. Let me mad with joy and riddle those around me for I am without fear even though I should be...."
By Rebecca Brooks5 years ago in Psyche
Percocet Addiction
If you have been suffering from the effects of smoking marijuana and want to stop, then Percocet is a great alternative. The plant has been around for centuries and has been used by many different cultures around the world for many different ailments. There are some Percocet side effects that you may experience, but these are only minor and not anything that should make you worried. The majority of the positive feedback on Percocet has been from people who are taking the natural supplement for anxiety, depression and insomnia. These are just a few of the minor effects that you can expect to see when you start taking Percocet.
By Darren Jong5 years ago in Psyche
Panic Attacks
1. Now don't laugh at this because it will sound odd but it is scientifically proven: Place your face into cold water for at least 15-30 seconds. The shock of the water actually activates an evolutionary response that we have too being submerged. Your breathing slows, your heart rate slows and your body goes into a more relaxed state. It's called the Mammalian Diving Response. Read up on it if you like it really works!
By Rebecca Brooks5 years ago in Psyche
Trauma and PTSD
Roughly 20% of people who have suffered through a severely traumatic experience or repeated trauma will develop PTSD. Also known as Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, this condition can last a short time, or in some cases, can cause symptoms and behaviors that last for years, decades, or the reminder of a person's life.
By Rebecca Brooks5 years ago in Psyche
Hurry Up & Wait!
Dear egotistic being, We’re going against the grain with this one. I’ll tell you exactly what I’m going to do. I’ll try to identify your regressive defaults, bring them to life then shatter your world with how unnecessary they’re and then try to open your eyes to a nonverbal sense of guidance. I might throw in how you’ve been exposed to guidance already. Through verbal suggestions, choices, education, precautions and the mere unknowingness expressed by your immediate area and/or unpredictable people and places. Good thing you listened only AFTER the fact that the insight was helpful. But you relied (unconsciously; without effort) on your laziness to skip past the crucial helpfulness even with the most simple and brainless of advice to enhance you. That’s a lesson, like our last conversation, but it tips us into this new discussion. The emerging/emerged signs. Objective one done. This is going to be a hell of a ride, fasten your seatbelts.
By Jahvon "Jex" John5 years ago in Psyche
Through the Darkness to New Beginnings
“Now I am strong and lapped in sorrow As in a coat of magic mail and borrow From Time today...” -Stevie Smith I was a precocious child. I had multitudinous interests, mostly of the natural sort, ranging from gardening and hiking to bird-watching and chicken-keeping. The future, it seemed, was laid bare before me—I could see it, practically touch it –and in that future, I was successful, I was enchanted by my work, and, most of all, I was happy. Of course, I would be married, with 2.5 children and a white-picket-fence-house with all the amenities. I would have a dog, and chickens, and perhaps some peafowl and goats. I would garden and I would bird, I would hike and I would rehabilitate wildlife in my spare time— why not? I had all the time in the world. But time, alas, has been a fair-weather friend, and childhood dreams are oft left by the wayside.
By Elizabeth Noyes5 years ago in Psyche
Innocent Eyes Tell Truthful Lies.
While ducked under a bed that had been untouched for months, I could sense his presence in the room. Trying to conceal my cry and squeezing my mouth shut only made the situation more unbearable. I believed the closest hanger could provide me protection. As I shortly came out to discover, it did not. I watched as he pranced around the room for a few moments waiting to see if I would surrender. He laid down on the floor and snatched the hanger out of my tight little grip. I overestimated the strength of a girl my age. It was a dark misty night, therefore there was no shadow I could follow along the floor of the bedroom. I instead listened as my drunken father walked around the bed frame, slightly clanking his beer bottle against the metal base as he passed. After a few seconds, a charge of adrenaline rushed through my veins as I wiped my sour tears away and decided enough was enough-or so I thought. Beer bottle shards cut through my tiny toes as I crawled out from under the bed, darted towards the door, and away from my college-bound brother's bedroom.
By Elizabeth Rightler5 years ago in Psyche
Motherhood: 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.
By Kacey Baker5 years ago in Psyche
