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Anger MANagement
By the time we've grown from children into fully fledged men, it would've been ingrained into our minds not to be "too emotional". We go through life putting our poker face but once that feeling of rage comes across us, we have a licence to go from 0-No Chill in less than a second. We've gotten pretty good at unleashing this emotion. Anger.
By EuGene Jordan6 years ago in Psyche
: Treading Water, the Invisibility of Suicide :
Suicide isn't wanting to die for some people. Suicide is wanting to live so desperately but not being able to stand another moment of pain & suffering that your life has become, scrambling through your mind for every positive you possibly can find daily to why you should try and push on yet another day.
By Cristina Daniela6 years ago in Psyche
The Night is Dark and Full of Panic
Sometimes you forget how to breath. Sometimes you shake so bad you have to use two hands to drink a glass of water. Sometimes you forget how to speak and you stutter. Sometimes you feel the whole world is literally on your shoulders and it's all pressing you down. And sometimes you think you are such a mess that everyone can tell that you are panicking and it makes you panic more. It's a shaking in your chest that isn't really diagnosable. It's a jitter in the hands when you are uncomfortable. It's the butterfly in your stomach that has nothing to do with your soul mate. Its feeling alone when you are surrounded by those you love. Anxiety eats away at everything. Every thought, every movement, every interaction. I'm confident on the outside, I am the I don't care what you think I am living MY life person. But on the inside, more often than not, I am living in a hurricane. My thoughts are 90 mph winds, my feelings the swelling ocean. I am a wreck. But. Put on a strong face and don't let anyone know. Because that would be showing weakness and letting people know there is something different about you. Your family will worry because they don't quite understand the feeling, or have been thought to just deal. And it's just trying to get through the day till you can come home to an absolute safe place. Its handling your business, while trying not to literally shake apart. And the worst of all, as I mentioned before. Is the absolute aloneness you feel in all of this. You can have a spouse who goes through the same things, or is empathetic to your feelings. But at the end of the day, it's you. It's you fighting these issues. It's you learning to smile through the storm and make everyone believe you're not completely broken down inside. Because "it'll pass" , "just be happier", "you're just being dramatic". There are some people who will ask "What's wrong, how can I fix this?" And while that helps, it still makes you feel broken. Anxiety is a parasite. It pulls little bits from you everyday. And yes you can fight to get those pieces back, but when are you just done? When is it too much to fight everyday to not feel lonely, or scared, or like the worst human on this earth? And it doesn't drive you to suicide, because then you get anxiety about leaving those you love behind. But it drives you to nothingness, which is almost worse. It puts you into a depression that even if you didn't have depression is hard to get out of. And you know what sucks the most? It's the absolute panic of it all, because what if my anxiety causes me to lose, or miss, or forget, or just not be able to care because I am dealing with too much inside? I don't know why "God", or who ever you believe in, made this a thing. Scientists will say it's just a chemical imbalance. But I say it's an unfair human condition that no normal working brain should have. So why do so many of us suffer from it? And why do I feel so alone because of it? Am I broken, am I lost, am I just a misprint in the human species? The only answer I have for any of those questions is, I don't know and all I can do is keep pushing on. And breaking through the panic. Because at the end of the day, I am a pet mom, a wife, and a loved daughter, sister, and friend. And they make this life worth living. Even with the uneasiness I feel pretty much every day, I can't leave them behind. This life isn't fair, it's not fair I battle this. But life rarely is fair. So I guess let's go.
By Kelly Sapien6 years ago in Psyche
Grateful Addict
For most of my life, I lived with a little kid— nagging, picking, pulling at the back of my shirt— come here, come on, you need me, you must have me, I will make you better, you can't do it without me, you need me. Like an annoying little sister, clinging to your every move, demanding your attention and seeking only the most negative of response. And like any good drug addict, my most negative response is what she got.
By Krystal Michelle6 years ago in Psyche
A RECOVERING ALCOHOLIC part I:ENTRY
Hello everyone. My name is, well, the rule is only your first name but since this is my story and I am the author, then you know who I am and I am a recovering alcoholic. I wrote this piece on the 3rd of August, 2014, so I guess it's been a while. I wrote it at the time as I was reaching a milestone I never imagined I'd get to. A milestone of which I am careful to be proud of as they say "Pride comes before a fall", and I sure as shootin' don't want to fall off my lil milestone wagon and so to celebrate I decided I'd write some of my story.
By Victor Mendez6 years ago in Psyche
Addiction
Disclaimer: the experiences of addicted people are extremely complex and cannot be appropriately covered in this post. This is just a brief review of where science is at this point and it doesn't necessarily match the feelings of people with an addiction problem. Addiction many times has a lot of emotional layers behind it that make it ever more complicated to exit from it. However we may choose to define addiction, addicts should be treated with empathy, in treatment centres and in society. I believe addiction can be a way to cope with other complicated situations that the person has gone through and that these should be appropriately addressed so that an addict can recover. In no case should they be dismissed as weak or superficial people that don't deserve help.
By Laura Sotillos Elliott6 years ago in Psyche
Living life with mental health illnesses
It started at the early age of 5. This feeling took over my mind and body. I was so scared but I didn’t know why. I’d run around crying and screaming for help but “Quit the crocodile tears or go to your room” was always the solution.
By Tammy Correia-Guitard6 years ago in Psyche
Hypnotherapy
On a humid June day in 2003, my former girlfriend and I took a ride up to Norcross, GA to see a Hypnotherapist who lived just off of Spalding Drive on Spalding Hollow. It would seem that the anti-depressants I was taking for my bipolar disorder were not working and we were seeking alternative treatment to alleviate my symptoms. We were not getting along and were willing to try anything if it would help. My girlfriend had been taking classes from the “Doctor” and thought that hypnotherapy might work. I was skeptical but willing to try anything especially since she was footing the $700.00 bill for the session.
By Joey Huffman6 years ago in Psyche
