Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Psyche.

Ramblings of a Broken Mind
Part One- Born Into Chaos I have little remembrance of a normal childhood. My furthest back memory is of my parents screaming at each other as my father packed a few quick things. It would be the last night I spent with my parents together. My mother had a drinking problem. My father was always on the road. It was a terrible combination from the start that eventually led to the destruction of what may have once been a happy home.
By Esctacy Artistry5 years ago in Psyche
Don’t stop cold turkey
This is my brother Richard and he was born September 26, 1979. Bubbie was the only boy out of 4 children and he was a great brother even though sometimes I know we got on his nerves with him being the only boy and all. We were very close because we were step stairs children because we were born right behind each other so we went through a lot together. My brother had a drug problem for years but he was a Highly functional drug attic that went to work, paid his bills and child support. It seems that he had it under control but as long as he continued to take the drug he was he good and he didn’t know the danger of stopping cold turkey or without getting help and neither did we. In November 2014 right before thanksgiving my brother stopped take drugs with out getting help. Bubbie was showing clear signs that something was wrong but because of my lack of experience dealing with drug addiction I thought he was just stressed out and that he would snap out of it. However on Thanksgiving my family came to my apartment for dinner and my brother was acting different like snapping on people for no reason. Finally he went outside on my balcony to get some air. My family noticed that he was claiming up on the balcony so me and my little sister went outside to get him to come back inside. My brother jumped off the balcony and broke his Neck at age 35 he was paralyzed from the chest down. My brother had a habit that began when he was in school and he continued that habit for many years so when he stopped taking the drug it caused a Chemical in balance in his brain. I believe that was a good thing my brother did when he stopped taking drugs, I also believe that if he would have gotten help, then he would have been in a safe place so he couldn’t hurt himself. Bubbie did lose his life when he jumped off the balcony but he did stop living his life because he was ashamed of what happened . My brother lived for 5 years after he had his accident sadly my brother passed away February 18 2019 at the age of 39. My brother went through a lot in that 5 years but he fought to stay alive and he was drug free for 5 years. I miss my brother, he was a good man but he had a bad habit. If you are someone you know has a drug problem and want to stop please go get help so you can stop in a safe place. Don’t stop cold turkey without any help.
By Jennley5 years ago in Psyche
Natural Relief For Anxiety And Stress
Natural Relief For Anxiety And Stress by Gustavo Kinrys and Alexandra Gold is an informational book about natural ways to manage stress and anxiety. The authors take a natural approach to maintaining mental and emotional health. It is a short and fairly easy read for anyone to enjoy and receive some well-researched information on how to relax and take it easy.
By Tangerinehippiestudios5 years ago in Psyche
Dealing with A Narcissist
For years, I’ve blamed myself. I thought I was the issue, and that she was right about everything. I didn’t understand all of the manipulative behavior and issue within the relationship, even though people constantly told me and reminded me of this. I just couldn’t even fathom the idea that the things she was doing was wrong. I mean she was my best friend and my mother, so why would she do anything to hurt me? Even when she would say certain things, I would make myself believe that she was saying it for my own good, but it wasn’t until I really started looking at the situation and realized that she was doing this to control me, and hope that I wouldn’t leave her side.
By Aria 5 years ago in Psyche
My reaction to Tyler Perry’s “Good Deeds” (video)
I really love movies. The right ones help me to process life with mental illness. I admire how writers and filmographers and directors and actors and many others work together to produce emotion. I am particularly a fan of movies by Tyler Perry. He is masterful in his craft. He persevered when no one wanted to help him reach his goals (Been there. Done that.) He overcame tremendous odds and is now living his dreams. Head on over to Biography to learn more about this awesome man.
By Shenica Graham5 years ago in Psyche
Reasons For Depression In Students
Depression does not seem like an illness for the young to have. They are at an age where they are carefree. They don’t have a burden of a lot of responsibilities like grownups do. But, unfortunately, it is seen that students too fall victim to depression for various reasons.
By Linda Helen5 years ago in Psyche
Postpartum Depression
Being a mother has been one of the greatest gifts I’ve ever received. I adore being a mother, and I adore my children. They have, unknowingly, saved me. I became a mother for the first time in April 2014, to a handsome little boy. He was a fairly easy baby. He didn’t cry much at all, and he started sleeping through the night at just 4 months old.
By The Unicorn Mom5 years ago in Psyche
Your Body Remembers
Your body remembers, even if you don’t, as I didn’t understand for years why it felt like every single muscle in my body was contracting when I walked into a dental office. Even when I was just scheduled for a routine cleaning and exam. These reactions in the dental chair caused me to avoid treatment since I was a young child. I knew I had a terrible experience with my childhood dentist, but could not for the life of me remember the specifics. I still don’t recall the details of everything that happened, and I don’t need to, as doing so would cause more harm than benefit. However, after years of avoidance and almost 20 months of addressing this trauma head-on in therapy, I can make a reasonable conclusion about what has happened to me.
By Jaden Prendergast5 years ago in Psyche
When Mania Met Psychosis
I never really considered myself as someone with a life calling until one day I woke up and thought, “I’m going to save the world -- as a porn star.”
By Rae Shane5 years ago in Psyche
Me, Myself, & I
I’ve always suffered from mental health, but it wasn’t until I was diagnosed with borderline personality disorder, aka “bpd” that a huge part of me felt a weight lifted from my shoulders and I felt as if I could breathe. It was as if I had just been given an answer to so many unanswered questions about myself. Many people don’t understand the daily battle I have with myself, and I don’t expect them to either. It’s sort of like my brain and my heart going to war against each other. I want to love and trust everyone because that’s what my heart wants, but my brain won’t let me forget all the pain and hurt I’ve endured throughout my life. I want to believe that everyone means well, but my walls are too high for me to even begin to break them down. I see the good in everything and every person, but I know there is darkness and evil hidden in the shadows. My ability to create and keep relationships with those in my everyday world is a struggle because I know that eventually, they’ll leave too. I either push you away so you don’t get close to me, or I won’t let you in at all, eliminating any opportunity for me to get hurt. I keep my emotions guarded and show very little of the true me so I can keep myself safe. If I do happen to let you in close to me, I become very attached so I won’t lose you. If I keep you at an arms length away, you won’t get the chance to break my walls and see me vulnerable. It’s all or nothing, I don’t sit on the fence when it comes to my feelings. I can be extremely distant and closed off, or I can be social and outgoing. Some days I know I’m a beautiful girl with an even more precious soul. Other days, I look at my mistakes and believe I am the devil himself. Sometimes I’m great at budgeting and managing my life, other times I spend recklessly and act impulsively. One day I’ll believe I deserve the best in life, and I’ll manifest my dreams to the fullest. Other days, I don’t see my purpose and I’ll self destruct. It’s hard living not knowing one day to the next if I’ll reach for the stars, or be my own downfall. Borderline personality disorder has caused me it’s own trauma, while allowing me to grow in ways I never imagined possible. If you personally are diagnosed with “bpd”, I want you to know that I fully understand the roller coaster of emotions and feelings you’re experiencing every single day. The breakdowns you’ll have because you’re hard on yourself. The lack of motivation to live your best life, the random bursts of energy to push yourself through your comfort zones. Never forget it’s okay not to be okay on your dark days, and the good days will feel like you’ve won a million bucks. As long as you’re trying, you’re doing something right. Even if you’re not proud of yourself, I’m proud of you.
By Jerrah Grace5 years ago in Psyche
Owning My Disability Status
For years, I brought myself unnecessary trauma by ignoring that I was, in fact, disabled. I suffered from Generalized Anxiety Disorder, OCD, and Bipolar Depression since I was very young. Instead of kindness and sympathy, my symptoms were met with shame, from my family and my peers, 10-year-old me battled with comments like, “Nothing in your life is that bad! Snap out of it!” or, “You’re such a waterworks,” even, “There goes Ms. Perfect, worrying about everything.” My neurodivergence was a burden, a downer, a destruction from the things that needed to get done. Popularity eluded me, and I blamed my inability to relate to other kids, my weight, anything besides my emotional health because I didn’t realize my brain was different.
By Rae Shane5 years ago in Psyche
Dealing with Depression in a High Demanding Society
We have all had our bad days. Those days where we feel completely beside ourself and seem to have a harder time getting through our daily routines. It can be mentally exhausting just trying to work through simple tasks we manage any other time effortlessly. For some people these bad days can last anywhere from a few weeks to a few years. This is commonly known as Depression. Depression can affect your life in many ways. Especially those who suffer with it longer than others. Dealing with depression in a society that requires you to be high functioning at all times poses its own individual risks.
By Esctacy Artistry5 years ago in Psyche