coping
Life presents variables; learning how to cope in order to master, minimize, or tolerate what has come to pass.
Claircognizance Causes Me Immense Stress
I'm deeply aware that I need surgery, but I have been told not to get it even when the pandemic improves. Some of my doctors are divided into camps, the pro-surgery camp and the anti-surgery camp. I have to find the one GI and surgeon that will agree with me though, because these hernia symptoms are making me crazy. The acid reflux doesn't feel mild, but they say it is. I have to make a follow up with my other GI. My claircognizance is telling me that I need surgery, my body is screaming at me this fact but I can't get it out of some of my doctors.
By Iria Vasquez-Paez5 years ago in Psyche
Suffering
"You suffer from Depression and Anxiety." I believe these are the last words anyone really wants to hear. Constantly trying to figure out how this mental illness became a part of one’s life. The more research is completed, the more it is made clear that it is the most common mental illness mankind suffers from. Do you take medicine, go to therapy, or simply find an outlet? One may believe that if they go to therapy, others may view them differently; well, I am here to tell anyone that may be afraid of therapy, it is ok. You just must make sure that you are going in with the mindset that you wish to be made well. You want to be whole and you can be whole.
By Shannel Dozier 5 years ago in Psyche
Decisions, Decisions..
I have this interesting idea to post some of my short-stories/free-writing stuff here as well. I think it will ultimately help me grow as a writer and I like the idea that a piece of me will be out there in the void of the Internet and whoever comes across it, comes across it. Whoever doesn't, well...I guess they just don't see it?
By Abstract Ammy 5 years ago in Psyche
ADHD Brain
So recently I was diagnosed with ADHD and bipolar type 1. So before all the medication I was all over the place, could never see things through. I would get overwhelmed and just quit. Bite off more than I could chew. A real people pleaser too. Always so polite. But I use to treat all of my illnesses myself with various medications that were prescribe but I went too far with. Vicodin then Xanax, the devils drugs. These drugs still try to ruin my life but I refuse to turn back to a substance like that to cope. I have anxiety, mania, depression, you name it. But those two are trouble. I have so many fires that I started long ago. They are still being put out one by one to this day. And it's not like I am a bum either. I work my ass off to have everything I have now. I built this. This is my kingdom now and I just want to enjoy it. So I listened to the psychiatrist and went on all these medications and now my hair will not stop falling out. One doctor said this way normal. So I keep working and crafting to cope now. I paint to leave reality sometimes, it's nice. As I see and have felt the chaos that an addiction brings I am very headstrong I want answers and I want things to feel better inside my head. It's like I'm going 500 Mph constantly my brain will not stop. I think of all this stuff at once and I cannot make sense of it. I'm trying to finish school for cyber security and I'm ready to join the real world now and earn my spot but nothing ever and I mean ever works out for me like that. I'm still cutting hair for crap pay most of the time doing all this side work just to earn a dollar. I'm determined but no direction to follow. You just hope everyday gets a little better or you find a job who doesn't care about your background when you were a totally different creature, not even a person. Now I'm looking at $1000 at least to get whatever off my record, then try to finish school in a year, find a job in a totally new career field where you don't know anyone and you're a woman. This my friend is what really sucks. There are barely and woman in cyber security related job. My passion is forensics but to be a scientist is very complex and super expensive so I found digital forensics. I like to go through people's stuff and learn about them and dig around if I can. I did it in school and I could sit in that class all day and just dig around for evidence. I feel like I would be a good fit but I need to be trained well at school and so far that road has been rough. I have learned from great teachers there but my programming class was a joke. That seems to be something I need in this field so I wanted to learn but the teacher knew nothing. Our other teacher bailed at the last minute so she took it over just so we could get the credit but why? I fail miserably because she could not help me. I was working a ton at the time too and was an assistant manager at a salon so my illness kicked in and thought I could handle it all and failed that class in school like an idiot. Now I owe the school $350 just to go back this January so I'm trying to have christmas and pay all of this stuff off. How is anyone ever going to get ahead in life and not be stressed out? I'm literally doing everything I can to make sure I can survive and it is hard. Life is so expensive and having a mental illness on top of that is torture. I'm trying to find the right medication combo still but I won't stop trying until I get this right. I realized what's important to me. My daughter keeps me going. This is my ADHD brain as I like to call it. Everything hits me at once, but constantly. Like make something of yourself, graduate school. I actually made the Dean's List too. I was killing it there for a while in school but I did not have a job the first year so that always helps. Working and going to school is the hardest thing I have ever done, especially with a toddler. So now to figure this all out while working full-time, crafting or painting for money, doing this thing on vocal, looking for jobs to do from home incase my child has to do e-learning, and seeing my doctors regularly. It's like I'm going through a maze blind, running into everything. I guess it's time to really figure this all out and start making things happen. You just hope and pray you take the right paths..
By Danielle Solo5 years ago in Psyche
Party of One: Journey to Self Discovery
Solo? A solo trip insinuates that it has to be taken by oneself, but what if I need to smell the scent of someone else? What if I need to feel the warmth of another body embracing my own to comfort me in a possible time of an anxious breakdown. What if I go so long without speaking, the silence becomes piercing, and my voice cracks under pressure, from the lack of use, when I try to scream out for help? OR what if it would be like the last 10 months of my life, but, unlike the last 10 months of reality, I would actually be at a state of peace and serenity?
By De'Ja Wilcher5 years ago in Psyche
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September 2017 I decided to leave all I've ever known, to chase the unknown; a man, a feeling, an emotion, a dare: I am still figuring that answer out. In destruction mode, I savaged all I touch, I broke all I worked so hard for in a matter of months.
By Lucinet Luna - The Author 5 years ago in Psyche
The Unexpected Hobby That Helps My OCD
For as long as I can remember, I have suffered from Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder – however, it was not until this past January that I was diagnosed and came to realize that my behaviors were linked to this disorder. OCD is one of the more highly stigmatized disorders in our society, and it is because of the beliefs I had surrounding OCD that I didn’t think that my behaviors qualified for a diagnosis. That was, until my psychiatrist explained me to what OCD really is.
By Ashley Nestler, MSW5 years ago in Psyche
Xanax and Her Smile
In a world of imperfections, perfect pairs are sometimes hard to come by. Compound that with the challenges I have faced living with Bipolar 1 disorder and anxiety; the terms happy, let alone perfect, can sometimes seem like a myth. I am only 38 years old, and for over 20 of those years, I’ve spent my time seeing countless psychiatrists, taking a myriad of medications, and continuing down a road that I hope will one day lead me to a place of acceptance; of my faults, of my disorder, of myself!
By Alaine Hay5 years ago in Psyche
Seasonal Affective Disorder
It was a little over a year ago now, I started feeling stressed with work, I felt like I was getting the job done but doing it enough or to my best standard. I wasn’t sleeping much at home, I was sitting up late most sits just overthinking things, scrolling through my social media and just letting time pass by, whenever I did get time to eventually fall to sleep, I’d be woken up about an hour or two later by my alarm.... another day I would be dreading I’d think to myself. However, I’d put a smile on, get up, shower, get my work uniform on, and sort my son out for school - who at this time was going through a referral for ADHD, I did my best, got him to school and went to work, hiding how I feel. I stopped speaking to people, only if it meant I had to for my job, and decided I would keep myself to myself. No one knew anything, they just thought I was a normal happy 24 year old.
By Medina Chambers 5 years ago in Psyche
