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Tips to Starting over Again
I am sitting in a yoga class and feeling way out of my league. I've attended classes before; but that was before I hit a rut and stopped practicing for a while. As I move through my vinyasas and my poses I am thinking, 'I know this, I can do this!' Yet my body does not want to keep up. My downward dog feels awkward and forget about warrior three. I had been practicing yoga for about three and half years and I have never felt this out of place or this dysfunctional. However, I am determined to get back into the grove and back onto my path of owning my own studio.
By Samantha Boswell8 years ago in Psyche
The Needle and the Spoon
7:27pm November 14th. Approximately four and a half hours before I turned 18. I was at my own party at my parents' house and looking for a way out. Everyone was telling me how proud they were of me and what a wise young man I had become. It put a sickening feeling in me but it was almost funny. I was a junky. My family knew a bit about my previous use of drugs but thought it was a phase in the past.
By eesh icantbelive i wrote this crap8 years ago in Psyche
Learning to Love What I Once Hated
I don’t look like I have an eating disorder. Like everything in the modern world, there’s a label for them. You’d better be able to see collarbones, thighs that don’t touch, arms with no fat, and a body with no curve. But unlike common opinion, eating disorders don’t have a certain look. Eating disorders could be smiling holding an ice cream cone on Instagram. Eating disorders could be dining in at an expensive steakhouse. Eating disorders could be grocery shopping in the cookie aisle. Eating disorders could look happy, but they aren’t. Eating disorders throw away that ice cream cone, eating disorders can’t finish the appetizer, eating disorders only fantasize about putting that box of cookies in its cart. Eating disorders can look one way, but come to find out, they are something else entirely.
By hannah irelan8 years ago in Psyche
Things Others Don’t Realize You Are Doing Because of Your Anxiety
If there's anything I've learned in my 15 years of dealing with anxiety and PTSD, it's that being anxious makes you act a bit crazy. In fact, it's safe to say that anxiety is one of the most common reasons why I get called "quirky."
By Iggy Paulsen8 years ago in Psyche
Beware: the Narcissism Bandwagon
Madonna, Kanye West, Miley Cyrus, Donald Trump…if you're active on social media, you will have read, at some point, that the one thing all these celebrities have in common is that they're all narcissists. And, according to many relationship-and-love-focused social media pages and blogs, narcissists are everywhere, and you have probably known or even been in a romantic relationship with one. But the truth of the matter is that none of these celebrities and, very likely, no one you have met, is truly a narcissist. While they may have narcissistic traits, they don't exhibit “high narcissism,” “malignant narcissism,” or “Narcissistic Personality Disorder.”
By Zach Jensen8 years ago in Psyche
I'm Miserable, So Why Can't I Leave?
I believe it is safe to say that most of us have been there ourselves, or someone we knew very well has been there. Regarding relationships, no matter what age or demographic, there is a re-occurring theme that people will stay together when they are nowhere near happy.
By Amanda Morgan MBA8 years ago in Psyche
A Conversation Between Two Friends
I can’t take it. Just because one person believes in me doesn’t mean anything. I sometimes wonder what would happen if I die. I constantly think about dying but I haven’t got around to it yet. I try so hard not to think about it but it is always there.. I can hardly go a day without wanting to cut myself just to make everything fade. I don’t know how much longer I can hang on. I feel like I’m standing on the edge of a cliff with only one way out and that is to jump. I know that I would die but what else can I do? I keep thinking that one person believes that I can get past this without jumping and it’s the only thing that has stopped me from jumping. I try to turn back but I can’t turn I’m stuck standing there and trying to find a way out without jumping. If nobody believed that I could get through this I would have already jumped. I just want to kill myself to lessen my pain but what is the point of lessening your pain when it brings pain onto someone else? I can hardly breathe because it feels like there is a something pressing down on my chest. Depression is the worst. The dark days where everything seems to go the wrong way. I am absolutely terrified of the dark. So depression is worse for me than for normal people with depression, I think. I just want to quit. But he tells me that I can’t quit so I won’t quit. I can’t quit for his sake. Why me? Why does this have to happen to me? I hate my life. I just want to change my life for the better but I can’t because of what happened to me. God damn it. I definitely need some help. My dad sexually abused me for five years so how can I continue?
By Lillibeth Rayanne8 years ago in Psyche
