depression
It is not just a matter of feeling sad; discover an honest view of the mental, emotional and physical toll of clinical depression.
Finding Ways to Help You Cope With Depression and Have Everyday Happiness
So many people struggle with depression and anxiety. There are more people who are struggling than just you. Finding the support you need to get through it is crucial. Being able to find ways that help you cope are essential for your well-being. Everyday happiness can happen for everyone if they are willing to put in the work that needs to be done for it. This article will give great tips that can help you find success in finding that happiness.
By Mia Morales7 years ago in Psyche
Not a Solution
Trigger warning: The topic is suicide. If you are sensitive to this subject matter please skip to the last paragraph. There you will find a listing of resources. Suicide is not a solution. Open discussion and correct information is the first step in preventing needless loss.
By Mylyn Vinton-Spooner7 years ago in Psyche
The Top 5 Surefire Ways to Keep Mentally Fit
We've all been there when it comes to experiencing down moments and discouragement. It may have been a job loss, financial hardship, relationship breakup, or death of a loved one that caused you to dive into a state of depression. However, for most of us, time will heal the pain and grief felt by the blow of loss, and the depression will cease. But for some people, depression is a way of life. Those that live with clinical depression feel a hopelessness and emptiness daily.
By Mia Morales7 years ago in Psyche
Brainstorms I: Depression
Let’s start with an introduction. My name is Laura and I am a current MSc student in neuroscience and future PhD in psychiatry. In these last years, I have come to realize how little communication there is between scientists and the rest of society. Science is always advancing, creating new tools and obtaining new knowledge that can be of use to everyone, or that can pose new ethical questions on which society as a whole should have a say. But how is anyone going to take advantage of the new information or generate a debate with it, if it is not made available to them in an accessible and comprehensible way?
By Laura Sotillos Elliott7 years ago in Psyche
This Is Me Asking for Help
I've never had very much... I won't lie about that, but I've always found ways to be at least a little happy. From a young age, I was always different, always made fun of for my weight, how I was as a person... even how I never really could speak or perform like I wanted to. As a young child, I got along better with adults than kids my age. My first real best friend was a sixth grader when I was in first grade. I haven't ever had more than one or two close friends, and I always picked the ones more liable to move or find a way to leave me right when it hurt the most. Then, my family started leaving me, too. First was my grandparents which was a natural timing; I'd never really thought much on it until I soon lost my father as well. I was 12 and had only had one boyfriend. Well, after losing my dad, it seemed like more and more of my peers realized I would be a soft target. I was made fun of relentlessly to the point that going to a different high school than most of them was the best part of getting older.
By Kira Lydia G.7 years ago in Psyche
Finding Hope
For as long as I can remember, depression has played a huge part in my life. Not because I wanted it to, or because I let it, but because of the chemical imbalance taking place inside my brain. I honestly don't remember when my diagnosis switched from "depression" to "major depressive disorder." When I was 19, I was told I not only had major depression, but that my depression was refractory, or treatment resistant. No amount of anti-depressants could cure the sadness I felt on a daily basis. By 21, I had five suicide attempts, five inpatient hospitalizations, and one two-week stay at a residential facility, all within a 6-year timeline.
By Abbey Smith7 years ago in Psyche
How We Love
I'm not sure if this is love anymore. Or if it ever was... I thought I knew what love felt like, but I just can't seem to define it anymore. I thought I felt love in the beginning, maybe I did. Sitting here thinking back on how it was then and how small minded and naïve I may have seemed, maybe it wasn't love. Maybe he knew what he was doing to hurt and manipulate me, or was it that he didn't see the harm he was doing. I mean we were both so young. It could have been involuntary. My mind continues to spin. We both have had our share of ups and downs. Some say love shouldn't hurt and others say it's a continuous battle, but "for the one you love you'll fight." I just really don't know anymore.
By Ambry'on James7 years ago in Psyche
Fighting for Myself
Who’s that girl? You know the annoying one who is always smiling and her ponytail is always bopping along so annoying right? Yeah that’s what my good friend said she thought of me before she really knew me and got to know my layers. I am always hiding, hiding behind a fake smile, a mask if you will. It’s so easy too, no one wants to know the depressed anxious girl and deal with all her issues. No one wants to hear anything other than the standard “I’m great!” when they ask how you are doing today. If you said “Actually I really need a friend today” or “I couldn’t sleep all night because I have crippling anxiety,” can you imagine the uncomfortable silence and awkward situation afterwards as the person tries to slowly back up and get away from you? Yeah, no thanks. Fake smile and standard response it is.
By Candy Kelly7 years ago in Psyche
I Am Not Defective
For those of you have seen the South Park series, you will know this picture from the episode Up The Down Steroid where Cartman pretends to be mentally disabled to win a $1000 (which he fails of course) in the Special Olympics, while Jimmy takes steroids to up his game. Jimmy finds out that Cartman cheated, but at the same time realized that he cheated himself at the many events and renounces his medal, hoping to complete with honor the next time around.
By Johann Hollar7 years ago in Psyche
