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Fear of Lack of Control
Some might say death is the greatest fear of the ego but even that can be simplified down to fear — fear of lack of control. The ego is constructed as such that it can only feel powerful if it feels like it has complete control. It takes time for the ego to construct itself in childhood and then the remainder of life is spent deconstructing said ego again to return to that innocent, natural state of spirit that we are originally created as. I recall only too well the first time it was put to me by a teacher that fear of lack of control is the underlying fear of all people and particularly of those people who are not coping well. I initially resisted the idea as my own ego did not want to entertain the idea that I might be responsible for my own unhappiness in any way. Over time though, I have seen it in action, in myself and in others.
By Gabriella Grace8 years ago in Psyche
A Treatment for Depression
Depression is a fairly common ailment and ways of treating it range from medication to therapy or a combination of many things, including support from loved ones. I have many friends that share their stories on social media, the medications they take and simple posts talking through it all. I read, click the heart emoji, and will often private message them and let them know that I am open to talk, if they should need it.
By Desi Logan8 years ago in Psyche
Best Gifts for Someone With Depression. Top Story - October 2017.
Say you or someone you know has been stuck in a deep depression for some time and you aren't quite sure what to do about it. Dealing with depression can be tough, and you aren't exactly a doctor so you might want to cool it with the mental health advice, but there is something thoughtful you can do: buy them a gift.
By Amanda Stamper8 years ago in Psyche
OCD and Me
I love to sleep. Not like a normal person loves to sleep, not even like a Koala bear likes to sleep. If I could, I am pretty sure I would sleep 24 hours a day. Ok, maybe 23 because I love to eat too. There is a reason though, that I love to sleep so much. I have intrusive thoughts, obsessively intrusive thoughts and sleep is my escape. Sleep is the only time they stop, and I am not exaggerating at all. Sometimes it feels like my brain is actually tingling and trying to catch its breath, like it’s tired. My brain is being overworked and over used, never thought I’d say that. I get stuck, and if you don’t know what this means let me try to explain it to you. Scenario: I am leaving the bathroom and as I put one foot out of the door an intrusive thought pops into my head, usually a really unpleasant thought. I am literally stuck in this doorway with one foot in and one foot out. I’m stuck inside my brain and my body can’t move, this overwhelming fear floods through my veins. My mind is spiraling out. of. control. So, when you have been doing this for so long you know, the thoughts and the compulsions are so familiar you start to just kind of go into autopilot trying to rid yourself of this thought by basically rethinking it. Over and over and over and over and over and over until it “feels right.” These are compulsions.
By Kristin Creech8 years ago in Psyche
Nature of The Obsessed
Agony was at its worst and truly within the slandering clutches of Satan and all other oppressions, far from progression and stimulation of sight. Instead, a dark tunnel grows darker and darker as you burrow through, trimming all hope of light and a selfless hand to pull you out from the void. "Do it… do it, I say! You are weak; I feed on your fear and your scrumptious dismay."
By Mario Castelli8 years ago in Psyche
Definitional Essay of Depression
Depression Depression is a pit of emotions that is difficult to climb out of. Once you fall in, you must fight long and hard to exit. It is something I myself am still going through to this very day. Ever since my father, who was the only one in my family I really cared about, died when I was 11-years-old, I have been depressed. It is hard to describe a feeling of depression for everyone but, for me, it feels like a routine. The first part of that routine is waking up, my second part is trying to make it through the day, and the third part is going to bed finally. Each day has its high and low points but all days are plagued by the same nagging feeling that never seems to go away. Let’s discuss the three worst types of depression: suicidal depression, then depression caused by grief, and then depression due to being unconfident.
By Ghost Writer8 years ago in Psyche
Music Saved My Life
I think we have all heard at one point or another in our lives about the "power of music." This can be seen in the joy music brings to party goers or the more poignant moments such as a daughter dancing to a beautiful song with her father on her wedding day. I have heard about this power many times in my 32 years, but it never quite sunk in until I had reached my own personal breaking point.
By Kimberly Sterling8 years ago in Psyche
The Mask that Hides Us
There you are, smiling, laughing, dying on the inside. It is a difficult life to live when you suffer from severe depression and have to function as a normal human being. People don’t understand the weight the disease has on you, and yes, depression is a disease. So you put on that mask, and pretend to be happy when all you really want to do is curl up and hide away from the world.
By Vanessa Cherron Riser8 years ago in Psyche
A Story of Abuse and a New Beginning
It was the early morning of April 13, 1999 a beautiful pair of twins were born. My brother and I were born. We were just coming into this world experiencing a touch besides each other's, our mother's. For a while it was just us, my mom, and my dad. Little did we know we would be getting a little sister soon. Then a year and a day later, April 14, 2000, our little sister was born. From what I remember, we were living a pretty happy life. The three of us and my parents. Fun days out at grandma's farm with cousin Sean. I am told the four of us used to be inseparable, and we were always playing and having a blast. Those were good times indeed. Then one day tragedy. I don't remember the exact date or really much from that day. I just remember that as the day that would change my life forever. It was the day I would lose my family.
By Aunisty Linville8 years ago in Psyche
Depression and Its Day
For someone who suffers from depression, or who has suffered from depression in the past, will know how different one day to the next can be. For example, for a person who hasn't suffered or experienced depression, they know they will experience different actions, activities and interact with different people throughout one day. But individuals with depression don't really know what they will experience or what will happen.
By Tanisha Dagger8 years ago in Psyche
