coping
Life presents variables; learning how to cope in order to master, minimize, or tolerate what has come to pass.
How to Overcome Feeling Hopeless?
In 2013, I was diagnosed with bipolar, and PTSD. Throughout, my life nothing came easy to me. As it never does for others. My only escape was writing it became my true passion, and no my full-time workaholic career.
By Emily Curry (Rising Phoenix)3 years ago in Psyche
Therapist
Tick tick tick tick goes the watch in a sing song voice as it makes fun of me. In front of me is Therapist he has a smug smile on his face and is happily writing away in his note book. I take a deep breath and sigh, witch catches his attention. He raises his eyebrow and his smile becomes bigger.
By WrittenWritRalf3 years ago in Psyche
1... 2... Me and Freddy are coming for you...
The Secret Diary of a Spiritual Vagabond 09.02.2022 1:30am Dear Diary, Here I am again, reaching out for an ear to listen and a shoulder to lean on. Maybe to cry on as well, but at the moment, there are no tears. There is no joy. There is no emotion at all. Right now, I feel a bit of a void. A numbness. An emptiness. I feel a little lost in the abyss. Floating away, untethered from reality.
By Jennidoll of (jennidoll.inc)3 years ago in Psyche
Invisible and Nameless
Invisible and Nameless The belief in something beyond life itself had always been on the edge of Claire’s conscience for as long as she could remember. As a young child the fascination with the unknown translated into the books she read and made her an outsider to her classmates who called her “weird” or “strange.”
By Suzanne Allen 3 years ago in Psyche
When it is too much to carry...
The Secret Diary of a Spiritual Vagabond 08.31.2022 1:50am Dear Diary, I know it’s been a while since I last confided in you. I have not wanted to speak aloud the recent horrors that I have unwittingly had to endure. I still do not want to speak on them. I do not want to re-live the bull shit, that has become my life. I hate it. The bull shit that is, not my life. I quite like my life... well life in general and living and breathing and feeling the warm sun on my skin. Hearing the birds chirp in the morning, and the crickets at night. I have a lot of dreams and a whole lot of love. I love humanity and I hate them all at the same time. It didn’t used to be this way. I give so much love and friendship (as the sign of the Zodiac that is the most friendly, this is a core trait) and support. I don’t mind it, well I didn’t mind it, until I realized that I keep get nothing in return. And sometimes, not only do I get nothing, I also get used. That is a hard pill to swallow actually. Why do people have to be so cruel???
By Jennidoll of (jennidoll.inc)3 years ago in Psyche
How do I find the courage, to go out into the 'REAL' word AGAIN? When Covid broke my protective shield
OH DO I TRY - Music for most of my life was my happiness, was my safe space "My alchemist" as my shield- my protectors (the musicians -instruments /vocals). I'd sing along to entire cds for hours- SHIFT ME TO HIGHER VIBES- Had my love, loyalty, MY HEART... But 9 years now THAT I rarely sing. And since Covid struck & affected my friends who HELD / created THAT "SHIELD", I feel I lost my safe space ... Will there ever be another?? NOW WHAT IS SAFE? WHO IS SAFE TO BE AROUND ANYMORE THESE DAYS?
By Bonnie JS Eglin3 years ago in Psyche
The Bankrupt Mind
The mind is timeless and eternal, so how can we have a bankrupt mind? As I see it, the ego in mind, with its perception of chronological time, is the problem. The thinking process that we use with its verbalization ties us to the world of the past, present and future. It makes us time travellers who believe that thinking will solve all our problems and fear that we might disappear from the mind if we stop thinking. Thus the thinking process in most individuals becomes a self-sustaining process where one thought ends and another begins. It becomes like a squirrel in a cage where one goes round and round in circles. It becomes a habit where one feels that one cannot stop thinking.
By Mal Mohanlal3 years ago in Psyche
The Medusa Phenomenon
In Greek mythology, Medusa was a monster with a human female face. From her scalp grew living venomous snakes instead of hair. She looked so hideous that gazing directly upon her would turn anyone into stone. In my mind, I regard this fear of turning into stone, very much like the fear of transforming oneself into a new person when confronted with reality, as the Medusa Phenomenon.
By Mal Mohanlal3 years ago in Psyche
Using Virtual Reality to Improve your Mental Health
Introduction Virtual reality (VR) is one of the hottest technologies out there. It's also gaining traction as a tool for treating mental illness thanks to its ability to help patients confront their fears and reduce anxiety through simulations.
By Nicholas McKenna3 years ago in Psyche
The Cost of Success
Many parents tell their children to be good boys/girls, ace their studies and you will succeed in life. While it makes sense to an extent, it is not 100% true. What it certainly causes is burnout. You will feel miserable. You are a loser in your own eyes. You are underperforming and wasting your potential. In the end, you spend months and even years trying to recover.
By Neurodivergent_ai3 years ago in Psyche
