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Cariña
You wake up in the morning and think, "why am I alive?" You contemplate on bed whether or not it is worth getting up. You don't get up. You don't get up at all, even though you know that there are a million reasons to get up. You pull your comforter over your head, hoping that the temporary feeling of warmth might alleviate some of the pain you've constantly been feeling. You want to die. You feel worthless. What's the point? You're a waste of space.
By Jay Cordero6 years ago in Psyche
My Story of Redemption Part II
1997 I met the man that I would marry. I have continued to go undiagnosed. Although I continued drinking, I was no longer doing drugs. I started to substitute cutting for the drugs. We dated for two years before getting married. It was not an easy relationship. Everyone has issues but I don't think he realized how deep mine ran. He loved me, though, even through the drinking. After we were married things were great for a few years. I got pregnant early on so my drinking stopped. We had a baby about every two years from 2000 - 2005. After my last baby I went into a depression. My doctors figured it was postpartum depression so the medication they prescribed was short term. So I felt better for a little while. I started focusing all my attention on raising the kids. What I couldn't realize at the time was that I was in a manic period. Mania can be just as destructive as depression. I felt like I could do anything and was having black outs. I would go shopping and when I got home, have no idea what I had bought. This seems strange but I was having dissociative episodes and had no control over what was happening. Then a major change to our lives pushed me back into depression. My husband started attending a school three hours away that he had to stay at all week. He would only be able to come home on the weekends. So we made the decision to move so his commute would be a little bit shorter. I started drinking again. I was bouncing between mania and depression. I had what was called rapid cycling. I put further strain on our marriage with drinking during depression and spending in mania and the constant self-harm. Around this time I was officially diagnosed with bipolar disorder. I went on several medications. I started experiencing side effects, including extreme fatigue. It was not an easy time with four young children, side effects and not having my husband at home. After a year of ups and downs, he graduated. Part of his new career required that we move to a new area. We had no choice but to leave family and friends behind. This increased my depression and the strain on our marriage. My husband had no idea how far I had fallen. One night he was out on night shift and I decided that I couldn't continue. I had nothing left and only saw one way out. I got drunk and tried, once again, to take my life. It was my youngest child that saved me. She got up to use the bathroom and needed my help. There was no way I was going to let her see me like that. Since I was quite intoxicated, I couldn't remember my husband's cell phone number. So I dialed 911 and explained the situation. Everyone came....police, fire, ambulance. It was complete chaos. No one could find my husband so they were preparing the kids to go with someone. Then as they were loading me in the ambulance he came home. He was extremely confused and kept trying to get in the ambulance with me. I screamed at him to leave me alone and go help the kids. After I sobered up at the hospital I was admitted to my first psychiatric hospital. It took them about two months to get my medicine where it needed to be. Once I was discharged, I did not immediately go home as our marriage had not improved during this time. We spent about a month apart. During this time I did a lot of self reflection. I began to realize how much was happening in my mind. I also knew that running from my marriage was not the answer. So I went home. I felt like I was getting somewhere with my health. The process to accepting my diagnoses had started. We were ready to work on our marriage and my health. The problem was that I was very timid and not very knowledgeable about bipolar disorder. Whatever the psychiatrist suggested, I did. That was a big mistake. He started over medicating me. I slept all the time. My routine was get up, move to the couch and sleep some more. My husband had to work, take care of four young kids, run the house and take care of me. On my good days I knew something had to change. I realized I was over medicated. So instead of talking to the doctor........I just quit taking my medications. I don't EVER recommend this. I fell into a very dark hole. During this fall I tried to take my life once more and ended up back in a hospital. When I was able to be released, I once again felt like I was getting somewhere. My medications were working and we were working on our marriage. It was at this point that I returned to church and my relationship with God. My husband and I were baptized in a local lake. We felt renewal in our marriage and I felt renewal in myself. We made the decision to move back to the area around our friends and family. This was one of the best decisions we ever made.....
By Heather Troutman6 years ago in Psyche
Lucid
Lucid is a thriller/drama that revolves around the character of Dr. James Wilson a scientist studying the effects of lucid dreaming, his main goal is to be able to fully control every aspect of his dream with a new sedative drug he and his team have developed.
By Kenny Haugen6 years ago in Psyche
10 Signs You’re Overstressed And Don’t Even Know It
There's a time when we’re aware of being overstressed and know that we have to take time off from work to recharge. Although, sometimes we feel obligated to push through and think it’s better to keep at it due to having no time to rest.
By The Happy Conscious6 years ago in Psyche
The Legendary Life
Part 2 Sometimes I talk to people who have mental illness and they tell me that they don't take medication because they don't want to have to deal with the side effects of the medicine. I always tell these people that the side effects of taking their medicine is far less then the side effect of winding up stuck in a Mental Health Unit for several days.
By Legend Gilchrist6 years ago in Psyche
6 Reasons Trauma Survivors Should Journal
The Whats and Whys of Journals Journals are one of the first things mentioned on the list of self-help tips and tricks for trauma survivors who are working on healing. Most therapists recommend journals as part of the treatment plan, often giving homework in this regard.
By Surviving Childhood Trauma6 years ago in Psyche
Defeating Depression
When I use to think of the word depression, I use to think of someone with a mental illness, someone who always wanted to kill themselves, and someone who was sad most of the time. But when I started suffering from depression, I knew that it was more to it.
By Ashley Spears6 years ago in Psyche
Tragic childhood
Cold drops of rain are sliding down the car window. Pattering on the roof from the fairy like drops. My nose is dripping from the cold. My fingers feel as if I’m wearing gloves made of frost. Tears roll down my cheeks as if in the same pattern of the rain. No words to give just silent breath’s. No body will ask how I am or what is wrong.
By Luaren Walters6 years ago in Psyche
How Horror Helps Me Take Control of My Anxiety
For as long as I can remember, I have struggled with anxiety. I grew up as an anxious child and I have struggled with severe worrying my entire life. I have been on and off various anxiety medications and have participated in just about every form of therapy and exercise designed to help relieve anxiety.
By Ashley Nestler, MSW6 years ago in Psyche
Suicide Letter
DISCLAIMER: This post is in no way a mockery, encouragement, or anything nefarious towards the serious subject of suicide. These are my personal thoughts from a year ago when I myself was going through a ten year depression. If you or someone you know is depressed or having suicidal thoughts, please seek out help and/or call this suicide hot line- National Suicide Prevention Life Line: 1-800-273-8255. Please, from a personal experience, your life is more than worth living.
By Sir Contra6 years ago in Psyche
The Legendary Life
Welcome to the Legendary Life. My name is Legend V. I suffer from mental illness. Let me reword that. I endure my condition. I survive. I cope. I live. Yes, I live. I truly live. I am on a journey. I would like you to join me on this journey.
By Legend Gilchrist6 years ago in Psyche
