Latest Stories
Most recently published stories in Psyche.
Ego Death: How to Say Goodbye to Parts of the Self
Death of Self. There I said it. In all of its glory I bask in the word death. A word that modern society has placed such a dark and dirty connotation on. Ego death is a glorious, liberating and albeit oftentimes painful process of letting go. A rebirthing process. But what is the ego anyway?
By Krista Smith6 years ago in Psyche
Letting Go of Darkness Into Light
Changing Seasons The last week in New Hampshire was an intense one. There were a series of revelations that led me to where I am now – in an era of a new spring, where the buds are budding, their tiny leaves plaintive and unfurling. The practices that I’ve been learning this past year: mindfulness, meditation, listening/communication, presence, and awareness, are finally beginning to fruit and I am discovering peace that I’ve been searching for.
By Annette Kim6 years ago in Psyche
Crippling Anxiety
Something I haven't talked about is the mess my house is in right now. I mentioned that my ex and I had bought a house together in 2015. Well before he decided to leave me in 2019 he smashed the kitchen apart. He was intending on putting a new one in but he didn't do it before he left.
By No One’s Daughter6 years ago in Psyche
Depression; It's different for everyone
Depression, it's commonly known as the feeling of constant sadness. This is true. However, there is more to it than just sadness. At least for me there is. Some people can agree to this as well. Sometimes it can be hard to tell if someone you love is depressed because they really don't let it show. Depression for me is a roller coaster. One minute I can be the happiest girl in the world, and then...at the snap of a finger, at the drop of a pen, it's all gone. I get these thoughts in my head, someone of you might get them too. You know, the ones that tell you that you are worthless even when you do everything in your power to make everyone around you feel good even at the expense of your own happiness. Or how about the ones that tell you that everyone, including the ones who need you the most, would be better off without you. Yeah, those thoughts, along with so many more. Depression can be hard to explain to people who don't understand. But I'm going to give it a shot here because sometimes when I talk about it, it relieves some of the dread I constantly feel. It's a subject that is very delicate but also super important to talk about.
By Vanessa Renee Burchett6 years ago in Psyche
Post Traumatic Stress Disorder:
My name is Ashley. Today, I am a 23-year-old wife with 2 border collies and 1 black cat. I have a good job that allows me to support my husband. At the same time, he is in college to be a physical therapist assistant. Money is tight, and there is stress, but we have a roof over our heads and food on our table. I am content.
By Ashley Weinbrecht-Morris 6 years ago in Psyche
Bulimia Belly
I wake up in intense pain. My physical body was aching with unbelievable sensation that it had almost rotten away during the few hours of the night. My eyes stuck together momentarily as I awaken, the dry tears from the previous night stung. I lifted my heavy head and body out of bed and dragged myself towards the dresser. I couldn’t think of anything worse than going to school that day, but I had to push myself. The extra steps are exactly what will get me back on track.
By Abbey Dowden6 years ago in Psyche
I Finally See You, My Dark Vulnerable Self.
I wrote this letter to myself once I confronted the darkness and found a way to love me. I realized then that this could be someone's reflection as well so if that is you and it resonates please read it back to yourself.
By Geomara Flores6 years ago in Psyche
I had a panic attack again
So, I had another panic attack. It came out of nowhere and I remembered I usually write about what I experienced; I know it helps some people and it helps me track how frequent they are. Ironically, I can't remember where I wrote the last one or when it happened but it was definitely over 6 months ago. I get at least a handful of intrusive thoughts every day, usually, ones that the demon in my head knows will upset me. Memories of when people did me dirty, memories of something someone close to me said, events that resulted in me becoming numb enough to take the fall to stop an argument, memories of people destroying everything that's meant to make a birthday special. I have no control over them. And I relive them every day as if they just happened. And it's not even one isolated thought; one happens and then everything the demon can possibly conjure up will follow. I haven't been to a doctor about it, but after the attack this week, I need to get some help at some point.
By Bushra Shahriar6 years ago in Psyche
Body image and social media
A lot of people nowadays are suffering from eating disorders, sleep issues, depression and anxiety. More than 50% of those problems are related to social media and cyber-bullying. We live in the world where the amount of likes and comments under our photos indicates how worthy we are. We live for the appreciation from others. The question is why? Why do we do that to ourselves?
By Monika Gil6 years ago in Psyche
10 Proven Ways to Help Someone With Depression
10 Proven Ways To Help Someone You Know With Depression #1 – Be There For Them By far one of the best ways to care for someone struggling with Depression is to be a shoulder for them to lean on. It allows them to know that they have an open place to go to where they are welcome and feel comfortable expressing their emotions to as they know they are in an environment where they are not being judged.
By Abbey Dowden6 years ago in Psyche
My battle with in!
I grew up in Fairbanks alaska and I grew up as fast as I could. In a hurry for sure. My mom was a single Parent and when she married her first husband I was out. So then I moved with my grandma who gave me anything and everything I wanted. Now I thought since i didnt ever meet my dad that I was missing something and tried to find it with every him I could find only to end up without a him and no love. Turning to drugs as a main source of LOVE so I thought.
By Shannon Pitka6 years ago in Psyche
