Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Psyche.

Relationship OCD
the thoughts beat down like an onslaught of waves, over and over When I was first diagnosed, I had a few misconceptions on what it actually meant to have obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD). The main stream media portrayed OCD as ritualistic counting, cleaning, and organizing. I sat at home wondering why I wasn't afraid of germs and why I hadn't flipped the light switch on and off 7 times before climbing into bed.
By c5 years ago in Psyche
The Unmedicated ADHD
For the longest time I have been dealing with my ADHD unmedicated. Now there is nothing wrong with being medicated but being female it makes it even harder to have a medical professional take you seriously. Typically since this disorder is defined as being hyper active usually males will get diagnosed early on in life while most women don't until they reach adulthood. Even then usually it takes a series of tests and professional examinations to even get considered for the disorder. This is because ADHD manifests differently in females than it does in males. Lucky for me I wasn't one of those females as I got diagnosed at age four. However a lot of my ADHD symptoms growing up were also misdiagnosed as anxiety or depressions which lead me to taking medications I didn't need to. After fighting with medical professionals for so long to get on the right medication I started looking at other things I could control to help my brain function. I'm going to share my top 3 methods I do to try to keep myself under control.
By Alexis Sidor5 years ago in Psyche
The Room & the Womb
She hears them out there. They have the sound of her mother’s sighs, her children’s cries, the hollow echo of all the lies she tells herself; sometimes the simpering of dreams curing in the dark. Mostly, they sound like the slow gnawing of guilt—guilt for all the times she wanted to write, craved it, but the baby was ruddy with teething, the cat had eaten a bait, the dishes formed impossible puzzles in the sink, and her fingers hovered and stilled on the keypad, and her eyelids fluttered, and sleep claimed her.
By Karin C5 years ago in Psyche
Summer 2017
The cicadas screech in tune with the hot sticky air drifting in through the bathroom window. I push my glasses to my forehead and rub my eyes with my fists. I pull open my red drawstring bag—perched on the sink ledge—and shuffle through its contents. My notebook, pens and pencils, phone, earbuds, pink sanitary pads, a brochure for the Hakone Open Air Museum, and the sole of my right tennis shoe—are all passed through to grab my clear plastic hair clips. I should’ve brought hair ties.
By ayame5 years ago in Psyche
fReEdUmB*
January 2020…on the brink of a pandemic. Self evaluation took place… Update: life has changed drastically since this creation.
By The Omnipotent Deity5 years ago in Psyche
Black Sheep
I knew I was different from the day I was born. Instead of playing with dolls, I loved nature from a young age. I found joy in learning about different animals and dinosaurs, and I liked looking under rocks for weird creatures. To my family I was a pretty strange kid, and to other kids I was an alien.
By Rissa Rose 🥀5 years ago in Psyche
Manifestation Mindset
Manifestation is not just a myth. We all manifest daily from the quick mundane ideas to the things we are most passionate about. The true “secret” to manifesting is really recognizing that we are instantaneously creating our reality, in every single moment, based on where are our in our subconscious beliefs, and state of being (feeling state). To give clarity: state of being is your overall emotional state that you resonate at. What you believe to be true will create into reality. Whatever circumstances are present before you, doesn't matter. Everything has the power to be changed, altered or rewritten. Everyone of us is pushed out into other people. Ever notice when you have a bad day everyone around you does too? Ever notice the people in your childhood somehow play out in your adult world in some capacity? For example, if you got bullied by a male and female as a child, you may notice you have a male and female who bully you as an adult. There are things within us that are embedded in our subconscious that manifest into reality daily. "Money doesn't grow on trees." Ever hear that growing up? Yet most of us who did aren't millionaires and most are just getting by paycheck to paycheck. Because our beliefs tell us that money is scarce and hard to get. Ever think of a place to eat and someone suggests it? Because everyone is YOU pushed out. Where you reside in your mind and your beliefs as well as your beliefs of others will manifest into reality of other people.
By Michelle Tasker5 years ago in Psyche
Do I Fit?
I stumbled around life confused, from the get-go. I am the youngest of four, presumably a mistake, and was often left alone. Everyone in my family had their place and their talents. The eldest had my father's name and was a favorite. The second eldest an artist, mirroring my father's abilities. The third was brilliant, she found her esteem through impeccable grades and book smarts. I was the black sheep, often in trouble or about to be.
By Mae B5 years ago in Psyche
Always afraid of important moments and want to escape? Psychological explanations about accepting oneself
Self-accusation makes us always afraid or avoiding The person who is about to start the speech thinks: "You are about to make a fool of yourself. Your speech must sound silly, and the audience in the audience will definitely laugh at you. I am afraid that no one will be interested in what you are saying!"
By Tamekka Faniel5 years ago in Psyche
Why is such a well-behaved child depressed?
I'm sorry, mom, this is my decision" "Why can't I do anything"... In recent years, many youth suicides have aroused social concern, and the last words left by some children to the world reflect their little-known inner pain and entanglement.
By Christopher Shackelford5 years ago in Psyche
The Best Years of My Life, Spent Lonely
When I stepped foot into the new halls I was to call home for the next five years, leaving my old friends and old school behind me, I promised nothing would stand in my way this time. I was a new me, new hair, new confidence - I could be anything I wanted because none of these people knew me yet.
By Sangeetha Gowda5 years ago in Psyche
One Hundred
Silence sticks in the air like the inside of my thighs on a humid summer morning. The silence only lasts a few moments, and yet in those moments, my heartbeat pounds one-hundred times,
By Maygen Bazemore5 years ago in Psyche