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Most recently published stories in Psyche.
Don't Fight! Run Away
The first time I almost got abused from bullies(besides the whippings I got from the belt from my mother at home) was in fifth grade when two girls in my class followed me home. They started pushing me and making fun of me and I kept walking and trying to ignore them. I just wanted to get home to my grandmother and be loved and safe. There was two of them against one. I had never even been in a fight and I wasn't about to take on two Spanish girls for my first fight. The next day I told the teachers, and after that they left me alone.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman5 years ago in Psyche
Have you lost touch with who really are?
Do you sometimes feel as though you’re walking in someone else’s shoes, as though you’re operating on autopilot or ‘playing a role’ to please or fulfil others’ expectations of who you should be? Do you ever wonder “Who am I really?” Holistic counselling and therapy can help you find your way home to your most authentic self.
By Marissa Cooke5 years ago in Psyche
A Drug Addict Saved My Life
Addiction, hmph. Something my donor and I had in common. I guess the main difference was the source. It’s acceptable when you’re hospitalized and monitored. Even then, things can get out of hand the more your body builds up a tolerance to pain meds. I was even counseled on my habit, although it developed under the care of multiple medical professionals during my hospitalization. That’s like the corner boy pulling you to the side to discuss your drug problem.
By Robin Jessie-Green5 years ago in Psyche
More Than a Break
I have depression. Most people do these days, but I was diagnosed when I was a kid with depression, anxiety, ADHD, and ADD. Now, this means that I’m overwhelmed on a constant basis. I forget to eat, I forget to sleep, I forget what I was just thinking about 5 seconds ago because it’s noise. Constant noise. It never slows, it never stops, sometimes my thoughts seem to race so face it sounds like static in my head and I give myself a panic attack. It’s not a fun life to live, but I’ve lived it long enough and made the choices I made to lead me to my daughter. She’s beautiful; her hair the color of sun rays, her eyes the hue of the ocean... this curious dark olivey skin with cute little freckles that somehow she was born with while I remain pale and translucent and burn by the light of the moon.
By Samantha Morse5 years ago in Psyche
Who Am I?
Tell me this… Why am I the way I am? Why am I so different from everyone around me? I can feel the difference in my head. I think in a way no one I know does. I can see the possibilities of everything happening in my head. From the worst to the best. Everything I see I can find the beauty in. I have songs that I think are so beautiful they almost bring me to tears. I have seen the sun between trees as I look out my car window. The black silhouette the light causes to the trees make me smile everytime. I’ve always had really strong feelings towards things, but I never put them out there. I always stay neutral to everyone around me. It’s caused me to be someone who is standing in the background.
By Skylar Miller5 years ago in Psyche
My Shadow
I’ve hit what I like to call a wall. Hehe, I’m sure you call it that too. But anyways, in more ways than one. I do this often, and mostly because I’m always looking down. I mean that literally and figuratively. I’m always watching my feet instead of looking where I’m going and I’m constantly finding flaws with all that I am and do. I don’t often think well of myself or my future and it causes me and those around me, harm. Once, when walking in the woods with Todd, I was so focused on my feet and whether or not I was going to trip, that I completely missed the branch coming at my face. That was a nice surprise, let me tell you.
By Tabitha White5 years ago in Psyche
I guess it really runs in the family
I have lived with the diagnosis of bipolar disorder for about five years. I was diagnosed by a psychiatrist in 2016 when I accepted the fact that I needed the help. Mood swings, irritation, irrational thoughts, and manic depression were taking over my life. The truth is it’s still an everyday battle. I have had highs lasting several days, weeks, and even months. The lows have taken me to rock bottom, where I felt like I was losing everything, myself included.
By Anthony Anthem5 years ago in Psyche






