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Most recently published stories in Psyche.

Booze, Positive Vibes & BullSh*t
It's six o'clock in the morning. I was woken up by my four year old around 3:00, as is her new routine. So, here I am. I wasn't sure where to start on this platform as I haven't blogged in about a year. My social media consists of short, thoughtful posts. Yet, long form has eluded me for some time. Considering this is my first post, I'll begin with self observation.
By Dena Danzig5 years ago in Psyche
Hardships and Triumphs
Life has taught me that there are no fair deals. You can slog through life, fighting for every inch, or lay down and let life dictate your future. My life starts in the Kansas town of Newton, where I was born. A year after my birth, my younger brother is born. Life’s first bad deal is swiftly dealt to us. Our parents are not only drug addicts, but abusive as well. We were physically and emotionally abused, with suspected sexual assault at one point. Finally, CPS stepped in and removed us from their custody.
By Kraths5 years ago in Psyche
Domestic Violence Survivor Story
✨My Domestic Violence Relationship Becomes A Stronger Woman Story✨ (Trigger Warning—long story) In 2014, DS and I have know each other for more than 10 years before dating him. He was like my best friend. We have been like each other for a while. We have been talking on facetime everyday. I have been asking him the questions why did he no longer with his ex especially they had a child together. He made it clear that his child's mother is crazy and called cops on him because he is a black man. He said, "She hit me and fought with me. I tried not to hurt her because she was pregnant. She kicked me out of our home." He was crying because he missed his son so much. Of course, he made me believe him and gave him support as much as I can. His mother didn't want him to live with her even he has no place to go. Unfortunately, it bothers me about his mother and cops part. His story is fishy and it wasnt sit with me well. I ignored the one of the red flags.
By Tricia Alleyne5 years ago in Psyche
Why am I overthinking?
Hello, my name is Victoria Grace and I am very new. This is my first story and I though about writing something that is not something that would probably be on here. Keep in mind the story I am about to tell you, I have never seen myself do, my mother has told me what I've done.
By Victoria grace5 years ago in Psyche
Losing Time
His eyes flick to the clock for the third time in 5 minutes. 4:22, He gets off work in one hour and 38 minutes. He will then walk to his apartment, arriving at about 6:55. It's a long walk. It will then take him 8 to 23 minutes to find the $47 he hid over a month ago. He needs $60.
By Cassandra Norton5 years ago in Psyche
Expressive Writing for Trauma
Writing--preferably while working with a mental health professional--is a powerful strategy for understanding your own emotional trauma. There is a substantial body of research that supports expressive writing to release trauma and improve how we process issues that compromise our quality of life.
By Marie Jones5 years ago in Psyche
Canine Companions and Mental Health
Dogs can be our closest companions, our solid and furry partner in the world. They help get us up when we aren’t motivated to do so. Get us into the fresh air because they need to walk. Focus on something other than ourselves. Give us a sense of responsibility and meaning. There to cuddle, stroke and laugh at when they are silly.
By Joanna Ellison5 years ago in Psyche
My Multiples Won"t Leave Me Alone.
To be honest I don"t know who is writing this, or which personality is writing this, I just know that I find myself talking and answering myself a lot these days and some of the voices are not my own. This is not a cry for help it's to let others know that mental health can be a serious matter.
By Anthony Leclair5 years ago in Psyche
They Were Friends of Mine
They Were Friends of Mine Joy Joy sat her car, fidgeting with the collar of her sweater as she patiently watched the clock on her dashboard. She had another ten minutes before the group started, and she took a deep breath, as her stomach fluttered with anxiety.
By Meka Joy5 years ago in Psyche
Understanding the Making of Me
My childhood was rather normal, I was born in mid-December at a country hospital in South Gippsland. Only a few days after my cousin Amelia, who became my first friend.
By Emily Kelly5 years ago in Psyche
All Kindnesses Matter
I'm getting older and a bit nervous about turning the big 50 in April of this year. If you had met me just 5 years ago, you would have seen an arrogant woman who thought she was wise, yet was blind to the abundance and wealth that I had, and ungrateful for the many blessings I was surrounded by. It changed in 2018 when I lost everyone and everything that was dear to me. In the past two years, I had to revisit being homeless. I traveled to many places trying to find a home, lived in a van, lived in the woods, stayed at overpriced hotels and cheap slimy motels, and couched it wherever a friend or family member would allow me to. I had nothing but time on my hands with no job and no car, so I did a lot of thinking about myself, the world, money, life, and of course death. I had moments of joy, moments of sheer depression, moments of anger regarding how unfair life seems sometimes, and moments of pure gratitude for the kindness and generosity of some people.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman5 years ago in Psyche
Living with PTSD
Living with PTSD is hard, but living with it from a childhood filled with trauma, and re-experiencing it in my young adult life is well... complex. It's hard to explain to people the things I have been though without them looking at me in horror after. When I do explain it's in layers. I start off with the least bad memories, and slowly say more and worse things that have happened to me. It sometimes happens like that, and I can't seem to ever control it once it starts.
By Ali Marie5 years ago in Psyche