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What I Know
Here are notes from a lecture in my Introduction to Human services course dealing with abuse and in particular Child Abuse and Elder Abuse. There are also many definitions that are covered in this lecture. We are getting close to the end of this course and I am thinking about writing my lecture notes for a few psychology courses I had along with my human services courses. There are this article and one more for my intro course then I will share my Abnormal psychology lecture notes. Abnormal psychology was a fun and very interesting course for really anyone to take or just read.
By Mark Graham5 years ago in Psyche
Fields of Frost
There was a loud thud, then a silence which surrendered all of it’s color, it had been 10 days since this horrid snowstorm had trapped me in an abandoned cabin somewhere in the mountains of Alaska, hope was drained from my thoughts and nothingness resumed with the white dress of the earth.
By Jose Flores5 years ago in Psyche
Inside the Minds: I Wish I Wasn't Alive
I asked a person to share the dark periods of their life. It all began in 2007 when I went out with my parents to get some Saj Ko Ang [grilled beef]. One moment I was eating and the next my tongue was paralyzed. Believe me, I tried so hard to get my tongue back inside my mouth, but I couldn’t even breathe. My whole body froze; I was a wood log and I thought I died. Yeah, that’s my worst memory.
By Vitak Cheav5 years ago in Psyche
Why we need to philosophize more and worry less?
In times like this being anxious seems inevitable. It is as if like glue we are trying to get rid of. The main player concerned in this virtually inevitable turbulence is deepest part of our brain, which is also called “Reptilian Brain”. This piece of brain evolved in a way that it always keep us alert against any kind of physical danger. We may naively assume that it is only concerned with our physical survival, which is external. But, in reality, it is as much interested in our mental survival as it is with our physical survival. That’s why when our mental survival is in danger we automatically switch into anxious mode. It may seem quite unreasonable and irritating at first. We are not willing to embrace its existence. Most of the times we make war with it. But if we are to look from bigger and deeper scope, we may recognize them as our lifelong supporter. If it had a tongue to say something, it would probably say something like this: “Dear boss, I am sorry to interrupt, but I feel i need to visit you. I hope you don’t mind. To be straightforward, I detected a large dose of negative thoughts in your mind. Because of that, I think you will be better if you spend some sleepless nights. I can emphasize that I may come without any preparation. But, it is necessary for you to be awake and alert. If you listen to my words you will have invaluable insights in your way to greatness. Take your time and conquer the obstacles you face. Your dearest friend, Anxiety.”
By Nuran Mammadov5 years ago in Psyche
Stop Normalizing Gaslighting. Top Story - January 2021.
It’s good to mold your beliefs into something better, taking advice from an experienced person about anything helps you change your thought process, and you should take plenty of advice from people. Parents help their kids understand things that the kids misunderstand, which involves healthy advisory sessions and seldom involves scolding if their kids don’t obey. This process of molding the wrong belief into something better involves reinforcement and punishment psychology.
By Saral Verma5 years ago in Psyche
The Tree Shook That Night
Tonight, of all nights I decided to leave the barn, I wanted to see more, to smell, more experience something out of my comfort zone. The barn was where I felt calm, the smell of the hay, the calmness when all the other animals were calm. The constant reminder of how amazing life is when a new life is born. I wanted to go to sleep as the sun came up knowing I experienced something else. As I began to fly out of the barn the air was still, the sky was dark. In the distance I spotted a tree full of leaves surrounded by trees with no leave at all. That spot would be my spot tonight. This night felt different, it was like this tree was meant for me to spend dusk till dawn on. The wind blew through my wings with ease. It was a feeling I enjoyed way much more than I had ever before. Who knew this was tree was going to be so peaceful? My eyes began to fall until I felt the branches begin to shake and voices follow right after. The first voice was a little girl and the second was a man. The night was getting old, so I was surprised a child and man were still up. As an owl this time of night was normal for me, but not for these two. The girl was crying as she struggled to get up from the bushes beneath the tree I was resting on. The man was telling the girl to hurry up and get back over the fence. My eyes were glued, I felt hopeless as I watched the man picked the girl up and threw her over fence like trash. I felt hopeless knowing that I was only a part of nature at this point rather than a stranger that could help this child in despair. I watched again the child climbed back over the fence in tears. She then stood still as the man approached her with a formed fist, she fell to the ground in pain. My wings flickered imagining how that must have felt. I instantly wanted to make a distraction, but it was not noticed. The girl continued to be beaten, she was hopeless. She was in pain and being treated with no mercy from the man. Just as fast as the girl could get up, she was picked up and thrown against my tree so hard that my once full of life tree began to shed tears in the form of leaves. Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo I began again, and she looked up and stared. Startled she looked briefly and caught a glance, I am so sorry, I am so sorry I tried to form the words all that came out to her was hoo hoo hoo hoo. Once again, the man instructed her to get up and she did. Once the girl got back over, the fence the man pointed to a spot a little bit out of my view. What is he doing now? I wondered. Frightened the girl walked to the spot and stood there. Now it was her chance, Now is your chance I screamed Run! All that came out was hoo hoo hoo. I watched the little girl stand in that same spot until I noticed the sun waking up. I could not believe what I witnessed, I felt sorrow for the girl. As the sun came up, I prepared to take off, I took off with such force that I shook all the leaves remaining on the tree off. The girl looked over one more time and stared. I could feel her longing to be me, longing to be an owl with wings. Wings that would help her fly away from the pain and misery she was living through day to day. I made it back to the barn that night and I had never felt so hopeless in my life.
By Maelyn Jeffers5 years ago in Psyche
