Latest Stories
Most recently published stories in Psyche.
Being Scared of Things that Aren't There
People are scared of many different things. No one really understands why we develop fears during our lives. Different people can be scared of the same thing, but the amount which they are both scared can be very different.
By Tanisha Dagger8 years ago in Psyche
Lost
These are my thoughts and how real bipolar depression can be. I just started writing and this is the outcome. As I sit on the hard wooden bench that was thoughtfully jimmy rigged with stuffing and fabric. I found myself staring blankly out the clear glass bay window with streaks of left over glass cleaner I don't know what to think. I'm looking through it like it really isn't even there. What ever it is I'm watching outside fly by, drive by, walk, run what ever it may be I don't have a single thought about. I'm numb. In a zombie type mode but still able to act accordingly. SOMETIMES! My mind, thoughts, emotions, all that is me gets the best of me. It's easier just to say fuck it sometimes and let be what's going to be.
By Olivia Decker8 years ago in Psyche
It Was that Small Accident
I don’t believe it’s acceptable to judge or drag someone else down due to an imperfection on their skin. It is emotionally harmful and takes away from a person’s image of their own beauty. The self image you hold of yourself is the most important! Once that image is broken or becomes diminished, it is beyond difficult to put that back together and build up your self esteem again.
By Delenn Mulvaney8 years ago in Psyche
My Insanely Unbelievable Life
What I'm about to tell you, is 100% NSFW, but it needs to be heard. Silence can be our greatest enemy. I was born in 1997, no father's name on my birth certificate, just my mother's. When I was three months old, she began dating Michael, who became my stepfather in 1999. I don't remember much from then, as I was very young, but our family seemed normal. It was my normal.
By Samantha Wright8 years ago in Psyche
Panic Attacks
If you're reading this, you or someone you know is probably suffering from panic attacks. Let me start by saying you are not alone. There are so many people suffering from this including myself. The feelings of fear, embarrassment, and hopelessness are all too familiar to me. I am writing this article hoping it will help someone else with this incapacitating problem.
By Mary Kate McCormick8 years ago in Psyche
Today, You Will Forget that There Is a Tomorrow
They say that it’s better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all. They say the good ones always leave us too soon, and that sometimes, if you love them, you must let them go. These are things that I have heard about my aunt since the day she died. These are things that I don’t know I would have told myself.
By Cordell Green8 years ago in Psyche
"Hey, It's Fine."
I was fourteen. I just started my first year of high school. I had left so much past trauma behind, but it seems trouble follows me. On the first day of school there was a fight. I saw him standing there being yelled at and pushed but not giving in to the temptation of fighting back. I saw him fall to the ground and be kicked over and over again. I saw his friends standing in shock and I noticed my feet walking over. I started yelling "stop" at the boy I once knew who was doing the kicking. He and I have a history, and that's a whole deal on its own. He noticed me and backed off laughing as a car pulled up and the driver yelled at the boy I was helping off the ground to get in. I let him lean on me and helped him to the car, and I ended up getting in. We went to his house and to his room and to his bed where he told me what had happened. He was stressed and I was overwhelmed. He kissed me, he grabbed my thigh as high as I would let him and breathed into my ear how I had saved him. I let him keep going because I wasn't thinking. It escalated and I didn't want it to but soon enough he was talking off my pants with one hand around my throat and telling me how thankful he was that I was there today. I didn't know him, he didn't know me. He didn't care. I grabbed his sheets and he grabbed me. Once it was over he told me I should leave. I left. During the next couple days I discovered more about him. The first thing I discovered was that he had a girlfriend at the time. He got into trouble and I knew he wasn't going to be good for me. Every once in a while for the next couple weeks he would walk me home and end up staying in my basement and telling me all about my body and my lips and my hips, things I didn't need or want to hear. If I would protest he would tell me, "hey, it's fine, don't worry," and that was that. He broke up with his girlfriend and soon enough she messaged me calling me a dirty whore and a slut and then the whole class of grade nine girls hated me. School was just dirty looks and homework, after school was him, but hey, it was fine.
By Pearl McCarthy8 years ago in Psyche
Is Depression a Real Illness?
After tackling the beast called anxiety, I figured it's time to touch on yet another topic that I personally deal with and am highly fascinated by. (Yes, the brain is fascinating and even though I curse mine I am genuinely intrigued by its functioning—or lack thereof—ha.)
By Annalise Mishler8 years ago in Psyche
10 Declarations to Make to Yourself in the Mirror
Why these statements are completely true and valid. You are beautiful. You really and truly are a wonderfully beautiful creation, and not just because of your body. No, you are gorgeous from the inside-out, because your beauty is rooted in much more than your skin-deep appeal. Your tenacity and your fortitude, your love and your compassion, your spirit and your very soul: these are the defining characteristics that make you beautiful. It is the beauty of those internal strengths that radiates outward and makes you absolutely glow with alluring grace; it is these inner charms that draw others to you.
By Hannah Easop8 years ago in Psyche
Antifragility: A Student's Perspective
So do you know what Hydra is? No, not the glorified super villains that suck at getting the job done against one super-soldier with an almost limitless number of resources. The mythical creature, the Hydra, is supposed to be an awesome beast that Hercules faces in order to complete his trials and ascend to God-like status. So this creature is the kind of thing that Nicholas Nassim Taleb would consider an antifragile being. What is antifragile you ask? Well, being antifragile comes in degrees, and according to Taleb there are three distinct levels that lead up to this state of ultra-actualization: Fragility, Robustness, and Antifragility.
By Andy Barrales8 years ago in Psyche
