Latest Stories
Most recently published stories in Psyche.
It's Okay to Not Be Okay
Junior year of high school was the prime of my mental health. I got up every single day at 5 AM starting with my morning shower and pampering, following with an hour of meditation, and a nice fruit smoothie to accompany me on my way to school. I felt so sure of myself then, I was happy every day and thought that I was exactly where I wanted to be. My room stayed clean, I did my homework in advance, chores where always finished before my nighttime routine, and I was kind to everyone I saw.
By Kait Bates7 years ago in Psyche
Why You Should Find a Great Local Therapist
We all have our own ways of dealing with stress, anxiety, depression, anger, sadness, and other emotional issues that can get in the way of leading a good life. Some of them involve healthy decisions such as exercise, writing, and creating artwork, while others may involve alcohol, food, cigarettes, and other less than healthy outlets. Even if you fall in the former group, you might benefit from getting help from a professional in your neighborhood.
By Carlos Fox7 years ago in Psyche
Group Therapy vs. Individual Counseling: Differences and Benefits
In the United States, we have a clear and considerable need for mental health services. According to the US Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, an estimated 50 percent of all Americans are diagnosed with a mental illness or disorder at some point during their lifetime. During any given year, approximately 26 percent of Americans over the age of 18 (or roughly one in four adults) struggle with a diagnosable mental health issue.
By Carlos Fox7 years ago in Psyche
Who Needs a Therapist When (Pt. 13)
In elementary school my teachers, year after year, wrote basically the same note on my report card, "Kathryn is a good student, but needs to learn to keep socializing to recess." I eventually learned to keep my thoughts to myself when the teacher was talking, but it didn't stop those thoughts from flooding out the rest of the time. Most of middle school and high school after school activities were basically just hanging out together and talking in different places. In a college art class I was nicknamed "Chatty Kathy" because I liked to talk, sing and narrate while I worked. Most of my close friends and I bonded over hours and days of deep, long conversations.
By Haybitch Abersnatchy7 years ago in Psyche
Off Day vs. Mental Health
Everybody has off days—that's a fact. We can wake up in a bad mood, we can be feeling off all day, we cannot have the energy to do daily tasks, and we cannot be up to socialising with people. I'd even go as far as to say this is relatively normal—to have an off day—for it'd be impossible to stay 100 percent positive all the time.
By Paige Roden7 years ago in Psyche
I’m Sorry
She stood over me, watching my eyes dance and look all over the room except at her. Her arms crossed and her body still. Towering over me, she stood motionless. I felt imprisoned by her eyes. Numb and expressionless, she bound me. And now, I was numb too. Overcome with the fact that she now knew what I've hid for so long, I suddenly felt emotionless and empty. The agonizing fear that once overcame me, and made me hide from the world was now my reality. I suppose you never really think it's real if the only one who knows it is you. And here she was. And she knew.
By Maja Zulovic7 years ago in Psyche
Understanding and Battling Depression
For hundreds of millions of people around the world (300 million, to be exact, according to the World Health Organization), depression is a daily reality. Depression is a debilitating thing, and it can steal the joy from your life while robbing you of your productivity, your relationships, and the other things that make you feel useful and loved.
By Marshall Stevenson7 years ago in Psyche
Unnoticed
This story begins with a sad beginning, with a mom dropping off her little girl at school that morning. The school day went on and on leading to the freedom from school, as the bell rings and all the kids run out the front doors to breathe in the summer air. All the chatter of the middle schoolers as they get their yearbooks signed and say goodbye to their friends and teachers. This only leads to a little girl, named Sara, walking home alone from school with a smile on her face, excited that summer was just beginning. That only changed as soon as she walks in the front door calling for her mom. Every inch of Sara’s body was excited to tell her mom about her day, but there was an eerie silence throughout the house. Calling out for her again, but again no reply as fear was starting to enter her thoughts. Sara started by searching the kitchen, nothing. Searching the living room, nothing. The last idea that entered her mind before it went completely numb was to look in her room. Sara walked slowly and cautiously into her mother’s room only to find her mom laying on the floor with blood soaking the carpet underneath her, not able to see her face. Sara dropped to her knees not sure what to do as all the emotions came in like a wall of bricks hitting her with full force. Tears fill her eyes as she slowly crawls on her hands and knees, closer to her lifeless body. More and more of it coming into view, as she saw a pistol in her mother’s right hand. In shock, Sara couldn’t process everything that was happening right before her eyes. Just staring at her body as Sara sat by her head and began to stroke her hair as her mom used to do for her when she couldn’t sleep and allows the tears to stream down her face.
By Natalie C..7 years ago in Psyche
