coping
Life presents variables; learning how to cope in order to master, minimize, or tolerate what has come to pass.
faulty signals
I'd like to tell you I'm on my period and that's why I have been crying for an unknown better portion of my day. I'm a girl and I'm emotional- is why I'm breathing heavy and sniffling hard. I've just gone through a tragic breakup, someone died, my parents are divorcing, someone I love has cancer...
By Hayley Matto5 years ago in Psyche
An introduction to Mindsmatter — I Wish I Could Be Normal #1
Have you ever said to yourself: "If only I could have peace of mind, mental and emotional well-being, and control this anxiety or depression better, then I could enjoy my life, go out more, enjoy time with my family and friends, achieve my dreams, spend time with the people I love and be happy"?
By Mindsmatter.5 years ago in Psyche
Conquering Depression and Anxiety
Depression and anxiety can affect the self in a variety of ways that can impact mood, sleep, eating habits, and the perception of ourselves as well as the world around us. However, taking the necessary steps with exercise, nutrition, supplementation, and meditation, one can battle back to breakthrough the darkness of night into the daybreak of the light.
By Bobby Bushnell5 years ago in Psyche
No one's perfect
What is wrong with me? A question I never get an answer to. They say no ones perfect, everyone has flaws, just be yourself but if thats the norm, then I'm not normal at all. There are so many things that go on inside my head, that would make you scream and run. Thats why I keep it hidden away. Where no one can see the real me. I am to afraid of what they will say if I tell the truth. If I let my demons come out to play, but they get a little to rough sometimes. So, it's better they stay inside.
By Shelby Schwartz5 years ago in Psyche
Sleeping With Insomnia
Her name was Insomnia. I met her when I was fifteen and she was otherworldly. She had energy to spare and once she focused on something she would work at it until she finished. I learnt a lot from her like how to play video games better and how to read whole novels until daybreak. I learnt how to focus my energy into more desirable things like schoolwork and research. And when she left each morning, a bright new day had begun. Sometimes we would hang out for days without end. And sometimes she would kiss me good night and I would fall into the deepest slumber. But even then she lingered in the back of my mind, she perforated my dreams as if by an act of magic and never truly left me to be alone. Insomnia has always been there for me (and still is). She was ever present, like God, but she was not quite and still and comforting. She was motivation incarnate, excitement, energy, she was the plural of actions and a universe of ideas. Insomnia was wakefulness amidst the mellow tone of the world. She forced me to be; a powerful presence behind the man I would become.
By Antonio Rodriguez5 years ago in Psyche







