coping
Life presents variables; learning how to cope in order to master, minimize, or tolerate what has come to pass.
The Things I Had to Unlearn to Finally Feel Free. AI-Generated.
Freedom isn't always found in gaining new things. Sometimes, it's hidden in what we release—ideas we were taught, roles we didn’t choose, beliefs that never fit. For the longest time, I thought I had to learn more, achieve more, be more. But what I really needed was to unlearn.
By PrimeHorizon10 months ago in Psyche
Can Hobbies Improve Mental Health?
Everyone has hobbies. Even adults do. Hobbies are those little things that we enjoy doing outside of our work life and our other priorities in life. It is simply just us and the hobby that we love, and escaping into that little world just for a little bit every day. It helps us feel like we have an outlet to express our feelings and emotions, but we are also having fun doing it.
By Slgtlyscatt3red10 months ago in Psyche
Memory’s Hammer
My problems are tiny compared to so many others. I know that. I just wanted to share a moment in my life which still lingers in my mind, popping up like a colourless firework on days when I least suspect it. I don’t really know why it’s still there, rattling in my head, because it’s not the most devastating of blows compared to what other people have struggled with, but my mind likes embiggening the balloon of inadequacy known as me, my life, and my social incapability.
By Euan Brennan10 months ago in Psyche
Dear Me: I’m Proud of You Even on the Days You Can’t Be. AI-Generated.
There are days when your reflection feels like a stranger. Days when getting out of bed feels like an Olympic feat. When you go through the motions, smile when you’re supposed to, nod through conversations, and hold it all in so tightly you forget what it’s like to exhale.
By PrimeHorizon10 months ago in Psyche
The Silent Seasons of My Life: When I Disappeared to Find Myself. AI-Generated.
Not all disappearances are tragic. Some are sacred. Chosen. Quiet rebellions against noise, burnout, and a world that demands constant presence. I’ve lived through many seasons—but the ones that shaped me the most were the ones no one saw. The ones where I slipped away from the spotlight, from people, from everything I once thought defined me.
By PrimeHorizon10 months ago in Psyche
Unspoken Goodbyes: The People I Still Carry With Me. AI-Generated.
Not every goodbye comes with closure. Some happen in the middle of a conversation. Some after a slow drifting apart. And some—well, some are never said at all. Just sudden silences where voices used to be, laughter that lives only in memory.
By PrimeHorizon10 months ago in Psyche
The Moment the World Didn't End. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
It happened at 2:17 a.m. That’s when I realized the world wasn’t going to end—no matter how much I wanted it to. He had just left. Not in a cinematic, door-slamming, sobbing-through-the-hallway kind of way. No, it was worse than that. He left in silence. Quiet as a whisper. Quiet as death. Just a fading warmth where he’d once sat on my bed and told me, “I’ll never leave unless you ask me to.”
By PrimeHorizon10 months ago in Psyche
Echoes in the Labyrinth
My shift began at exactly 3:07 AM—the kind of hour when everything is too quiet, too raw—and a thunderclap cracked straight through my chest like it knew where to hit. The storm outside wasn't just weather. It was the moment the thin skin between who I pretend to be and who I actually am tore open. I was awake… or maybe still tangled in the last threads of a dream I didn’t want to admit was mine. The world looked warped, like someone had spilled water over a painting and let the colors run wild. Messy, haunting... but weirdly beautiful.
By Rukka Nova10 months ago in Psyche
