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PMDD & Coping with Isolation
I recently polled my Facebook followers asking them what they turn to first when the PMDD rage hits. The results showed that most women choose to isolate. Since we feel we can't control our responses, perhaps that is indeed the best way to avoid trouble.
By Cheeky Minx6 years ago in Psyche
An Ode to Misery
My mind can be a very confusing place, but pain must have some kind of purpose. At least i hope it does. What that purpose is, I'm not confident of the answer, but maybe this will serve me as some kind of beacon, a way to airlift myself from my misery and find a state of mind that serves me better than hopelessness. This is an ode to the heartbreak, an out pour of affection to the wallowing, and perhaps a nail in the coffin of my suffering. When I look back on my life, I see it as narrated script broken into chapters, some parts so different to the others it's hard to believe it was me there for all of them. Ive theorised that we all feel like this, like we've lived past lives while in this one. You remember yourself going through the motions of your experiences and often you don't even recognise yourself. When you have depression, from the moment you open your eyes, you wish didn't. You don't want the world to exist! The people in it, the places, you don't want to exist. Everything just becomes a black hole of misery and you become a mere shadow of who you thought you were. An elusive person who only makes appearances in drunken or disassociated states. You can feel that you're still there, somewhere inside your black heart, you know the real you, the person you know yourself as is in there, but it's like you went for a walk outside your own body and locked yourself out trying to get back in. You feel like your drowning, like a black lethal gas is filling your lungs suffocating you, pinning you to the ground with its weight. So heavy. You try to take a breath, but that breath is harder than the last, and the next one even worse. The emptiness, isolation, misery, the sombre music that you listen to over and over and over slowly sends you mad.
By Mel Nicolosi6 years ago in Psyche
Hobbies That Improved My Mental Health
About two years ago, I had a mental breakdown during my shift at work. I worked at a call center six days a week: Monday through Friday and also Saturday. From November 2017 to the middle of February 2018, I had a job that was stressful and took a toll on me. The long hours and working on Saturdays was the start of my mental breakdown. I hardly had any time off and would work up to 10 hours on most days. I enjoyed it for a while, but it literally sucked me dry. So I ended up quitting a few days after Valentine’s Day of 2018, for the sake of my mental well-being. I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety in February 2012. For almost the last decade, I was on medications for my depression and anxiety, but it made me sleepy and didn’t help. Also, I also sought help for my mental illness. However, it didn’t solve any of my problems either. So I decided to do some hobbies that will benefit mentally and also physically. Things are well with me now, but I wanted to set aside some time for myself by doing hobbies I enjoy and I’m going to share a few of them with everyone.
By Mark Wesley Pritchard 6 years ago in Psyche
I Finally Healed From Depression
Happy people are all alike, and unhappy people unhappy in their own ways. Some people grew up ignorant and thought-free, and some grew up depressive. It was 2009, when my friends asked me what happened, and I cannot believe it myself that I admitted, I'm depressive. It is not only me, but many people cannot ease the burden easily. When an accumulation of simple event caused discomfort, it feels like life hits me hard. Then unpleasant emotions (fear, dissapoinment, shame, grief, despair) dominating, our mind freaks out and rises out dark thoughts about what's been happened leads to what's gonna happen. It is like an pop-up adds when we cannot close the window and we simply cannot control them. The mind doesn't stop there, it thinks about an escape. An escape from the truth: gulping ISSR, alcohol, religion extrimism, sex, shopping, harm someone, and even suicide, as Nietzsche said 'letting the death enter freely'.
By Yulia Ratnasari6 years ago in Psyche
A Psychiatric Oddity
"It's not just a dream, doctor, it's a constant replay of the same dream. Oh sure, the people and situation may be a little different, but in the end it's the same theme, and it's where I'll go when I die", Angela said with all the confidence she could muster.
By Denise Willis6 years ago in Psyche
ENFJ's Sometimes Struggle with Depression
1. They tend to be chronic people pleasers. Ask anyone who is an ENFJ personality type and they will admit that they are naturally prone to being people pleasers. It is difficult because ENFJ's have extroverted feeling as their primary cognitive function, therefore they are already very focused on other people's emotional states. ENFJ's desire that those around them are cared for and happy. They want their friends, family members, and co-workers to be as happy has humanly possible. However, it is most certainly not realistic for everyone to always be happy and blowing rainbows at one another, right? ENFJ's will eventually learn that they cannot please everyone, however if they are found to be stuck in the mental mess of pleasing people, then it will lead to them becoming depressed and overwhelmed mentally. In order for ENFJ's to maintain mental stability, they should strive to focus on their own self-care instead of worrying about everyone else's quite as much.
By Rowan Finley 6 years ago in Psyche
CPTSD
I have CPTSD, which means I flashback to trauma on a regular basis but wind up using my very basic EMDR knowledge to ease the pain. I have learned however, not to repeat the trauma by dumping people who do not help me. As I write and as you read, I'm working on listening to Youtube videos about CPTSD. CPTSD gives you many a panic attack/flashback at the same time. Your perceptions are pretty much distorted because you have a high stress existence. I do show good judgment often enough with my way of doing things, including my need to take my medication daily. I had to get around my family's "you can't see a psychiatrist" rule in my 20s. Then at 28, I was like, wait a minute, I have control over my medical care, they hate it, and so off I went to see a psychiatrist.
By Iria Vasquez-Paez6 years ago in Psyche
Why is it that Rain Drops, but Snow Falls?
Throughout the ages, mankind has been troubled by a multitude of questions. Through perseverance and great intellectual curiosity, many of these questions have answers. Long have they pondered questions such as, "Why is grass green?" "Why is the sky blue?" and “What is the answer to Life, the Universe, and Everything?” Thus far, we have been successful in compiling answers. However, there are other questions such as, "Why do you need an appointment to see a psychic?" "If you didn't get caught, did you really do it?" and "What would we do without hypothetical questions?" that have yet to be answered. However, through meditation, self-inquiry and theoretical logic, one of the unanswered questions has been answered. "Why is it that rain drops and snow falls?"
By Shay Hanae6 years ago in Psyche
Living with Anxiety
Let's start from the beginning I do have anxiety disorder I experience this feeling almost every day. Right now I am being treated with medication for it. If anyone feels that they might have this disorder please talk about it, there is help out there for it. Also, this can affect children as well as adults. Do not be ashamed of it please. More people than you think are in the same boat trust me. I kept this hidden from everyone, as soon I started to tell people. I had a lot of support.
By Jonathan Evans6 years ago in Psyche
I've been called a liar for 7 years....
Readers discretion.... There can be some triggering stuff in here. Sexual assault.. For seven years, I've been called a liar... Made to feel like I asked for what happened to me that night. Everyone listened to him. Looked at me with skepticism. To this day I am just trash to people that were supposed to be "family" to me at the time, A marriage ruined because of a night that I didn't want. Still having this accusing attitude toward me, but telling me he believes me. Not that it should matter, he's the failed marriage. I really shouldn't care, but it stills hurts... I am such a different person now, because of what happened. People don't change like this for no reason... I miss the old me...
By Lacie Jane6 years ago in Psyche
