coping
Life presents variables; learning how to cope in order to master, minimize, or tolerate what has come to pass.
Awareness
I am at this stage in life where I am struggling to define who, and what for that matter, I am. I know I am all the basic things that you think of when asked to define yourself. I am a daughter of Shirley and James, I am the mother of Scarlett and Noah, I am the sister of Michael, I am the girlfriend to Tripp, and a friend to many. The list goes on. Those only define my relationships though, not ME. I know I can define myself by what I look like. I am short at only five foot tall. I have dyed red hair although my natural color is black as the night. Most people would call my eyes brown but, in the light, they are mostly green. I have a good bit of random tattoos that go from the side of my head to my ankles. I have scars, so many scars. I could go on describing every inch of me in detail, but that is not really me. At one point I was six pounds, with fresh skin and dark hair and eyes and that was still me. My body is everchanging, growing, expanding (sometimes in ways I don’t care for), taking beatings and eventually breaking. It does not define me.
By Megan Traina5 years ago in Psyche
Being Here
I don’t know when I first started having suicidal ideation, but I know that it’s been a part of my conscious thinking for over half of my life. I’ve had times where I was really terrified and somewhat relieved to think that I was going to be a suicide. I still struggle with it today, but it is much easier for me. After years of traditional and alternative therapy, I have found new ways to cope with my suicidal ideation. Here are just a few:
By Carley Juel Stanley5 years ago in Psyche
Growing from Grieving 101: A Zen Transformation
It’s sunny and 66 outside. My skin is hot and cold all at once. I can feel the anxiety coming on, and I don’t know what to do. If it hits me full force, it’ll paralyze me, and I have so much to do. So much to do. So much to do. I cradle my legs on my bed, feeling suffocated.
By Greta Luns5 years ago in Psyche
Imprisoned
Imprisoned in my own spacious, vibrant and cotton-candy colored apartment room. Unable to feel the freshness of nature and touch the wind with my nose and face. I’m longing to hug my family, embrace my beloved friends, fly freely as an eagle, and become an “unmasked” woman. I crave the sound of people, the calmness of the library, the cool touch of nature, and the joys of liberation. Lockdown is like prison, in your home instead of a dark and ominous reformatory.
By Talia Devora5 years ago in Psyche
Animal behavior
Our brain is an ocean of data. We store a lot of data throughout our life. It is assumed that those data passes from generations to generations. So remember what you’re doing now is going to have a great impact afterwards. Think about those most common things we found out on our own. This shows the strong processing power of human brain. Enough with humans, we can normalize all the craziness by actually communicating. It’s a shame to use the word actual communication while being guarded with emotions in the front lobe though. What about the inter-species communication. Since we share same home with them and they have an important role in balancing the environment, isn’t it necessary to have a close communicating capability with them?
By Subash Poudel5 years ago in Psyche
A Year Later
If you said to me this time last year that I'd be in a happier place with myself, I'd have called you a liar and laughed in your face. But, to my surprise, I'm not laughing. I'm not! In fact, I thank the universe for stopping me from trying to end my own life and convincing me in its own way to keep living. Because of the universe, I went against my original plan, and I am still here.
By Starlightify5 years ago in Psyche
Socially Unaware?
Anxiety, depression, Social media. not really a good mix is it? or is it? The modern world has made us more connected, and at the same time, less connected. The contradiction of the online world is that we engage via text, and image with people, many of whom we will never meet In Real Life.
By Bob Parker5 years ago in Psyche
Self Reassurance
Sometimes we really need to think about what we can do to help ourselves first before helping everyone else around us. However, it is still somewhat helpful to do so in some instances. Because, if you do have some control over your environment; and want to make it more calming for yourself and others, then that becomes a fantastic feeling. Reason being, we are trying to gain self control. And with that goal in mind comes a lot of time and practice to try to focus on our well being. Some things that might help in this department is meditation. Over time, the brain will start to rewire itself in believing that it is in a safe environment when in fact, it may not always be the case. For example, below is an imbedded video on relaxation. Take a look at it and afterwards you might want to rethink your strategy on coping. I encourage you to take a few notes and really ponder practicing this healthy coping skill more often.
By Natalie Lewandowski5 years ago in Psyche
Room 1404
I lazily watched a bird dip in the sky and out of sight in front of the setting sun. I coughed and held the oxygen mask over my face as I breathed in deeply. It’s not fair. I watched as another bird flew back in my view through the window. It seemed to hover over a power line for a few seconds before it veered left, back out of my view through the window. I wondered briefly if it was the same bird I had just been watching. It doesn’t matter if it was the same bird.
By Randi Valtierra5 years ago in Psyche
