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Stars are just like us; all about the celebrities opening out about their experiences with mental illness and overcoming personal struggles.
Dialogues Across Time. AI-Generated.
I feel we are at the corner of something revolutionary and yet evolutionarily necessitated. Some psychologists acknowledge only the past century as a time for our field when it has been alive and well, but giving credit to the late Charles Darwin means first acknowledging the agencies that formed out of novel curiosity, which would eventually call the field home. Psychology evolves, sometimes quickly, but the questions at its core remain the same.
By Inner Terrain w/ Daniel Chapmanabout a month ago in Psyche
Leave Your Past Behind
Once upon a time, there was a bird in the forest. This bird was very kind and beautiful. But for a while, it started doing something strange. Every day, whatever it saw, heard or felt, good or bad, it would write down on small stones. Then it would store them in a small bag and fly away. Whether the memory was happy or sad, the bird believed that every moment was worth remembering. It became a habit and even found pleasure in it. It believed that beautiful memories should be preserved forever because such moments may never come back. Even bad experiences were meant to teach it something, so they should be written down too. First of all, it was pleasant for the bird. Every day he would write his experiences on the stones and fill the bag. But as time passed, this habit became stronger. The bag was filled with new stones every day. As a result, it became difficult for the bird to fly. Still, he still believed that all these memories would come in handy one day. That little bag became a treasure for his life. But as time passed, the bag became heavier. The more stones he put in, the heavier it became and it gradually began to affect the bird's wings. Now he could no longer fly as fast or high as before. One day on the way, the bird met a wise old owl. "Little bird," the owl asked, "why did you carry this bag?" The bird smiled and replied, "This bag contains everything in my life, all its joys and sorrows, every lesson from my past." The owl bowed its head and said, "So are you alive in the present? Or are you flying with the weight of yesterday's memories?" The bird did not understand. It flew away. But this time, the flight felt heavier and more painful. Weeks passed. Now the bag was full. The bird could barely lift it off the ground. Its wings ached. It had no strength left. Still, it dragged the bag with it as it walked. One rainy day, as the bird tried to move forward, it slipped. The weight of the stones crushed its fragile body. It lay still, buried under the memories that it once considered the key to its survival. But now those memories had destroyed it. When the rain stopped, some birds flew away. But the little bird had already flown away. Before long, the owl arrived. It looked at the silent bird with sadness in its eyes and whispered, "Memories are there to guide us, not to burden us." This short story teaches us a powerful lesson. Good or bad, memories should be left in the past. We should learn to let go and move on. We should not keep everything with us. We often do that. We collect every little memory, good or bad. But if we carry the burden of the past every day, eventually we will get tired inside. We fail to enjoy the present and cannot move forward into the future. Like birds, many people cling to the pain or even the joys of the past for too long. But life is all about letting go. We cannot get back what we have lost. But we can make our day beautiful. So let go of the past, good or bad, and learn to live in the present. Because we cannot change tomorrow, but we can shape today. Try new experiences, do something new, and create something meaningful in our life. Forgive, forget, move on, feel something new, take new steps, and be at peace.
By Abdur Rahmanabout a month ago in Psyche
The Loud Minority and the Manufactured Narrative
When President Trump appeared at the Washington Commanders versus Detroit Lions game, the media wasted no time turning it into a national spectacle. Headlines shouted that America had booed its own president, declaring it proof that the country was ashamed of its leader. Clips of jeering crowds were shared endlessly, accompanied by commentary claiming that even America’s favorite sport had rejected him.
By Peter Thwing - Host of the FST Podcast2 months ago in Psyche
The Darker Side Of Female Nature - What Girls Don't Want You To Know
Every human being has a side they don’t often reveal — a mix of emotions, instincts, and hidden motives that make up their deeper psychology. When it comes to women, this complexity becomes even more fascinating. Beneath the surface of charm, grace, and affection lies a side shaped by both nature and experience, one that is rarely spoken about openly.
By Zeeshan Ahmad3 months ago in Psyche
The Weight of Labels
I did not get angry because I was attacked. I got angry because I felt invisible. That is what labeling does. It reduces a human being—a soul with thoughts, experiences, and convictions—into a set of categories that can be dismissed before they even speak.
By Peter Thwing - Host of the FST Podcast3 months ago in Psyche
How to Look Young Even in Old Age
Aging is a natural part of life, but looking and feeling youthful is a choice you can make every single day. You don’t need expensive surgeries or filters to maintain your glow. What really keeps you looking young is how you care for yourself, from your hair and wardrobe to your mindset and the people you surround yourself with.
By Zeeshan Ahmad3 months ago in Psyche
Riding the Middle Wave
Ever notice how people love to pick sides? It’s like we’re constantly asked to choose between two waves: you're either riding left or right, red or blue, good or bad. But here's the thing—life doesn’t work in black and white. It's mostly paddling through gray. And that’s where the trouble starts when we fall into a sneaky little brain trap called dichotomous thinking.
By Tony Martello3 months ago in Psyche
