humanity

Mental health is a fundamental right; the future of humanity depends on it.

The Panicked Adult
Sometimes I wish he left bruises on my body, then I wouldn’t want to toss my computer after every hopeless article. I slam my laptop closed and start stripping down for bed. Another wasted night. Another box of tissues littering the cold wood floor. Although I hate thinking in absolutes, I’m almost certain tomorrow morning my body will ache from another night of anxious dreams. Maybe I’ll luck out with only apocalyptic dreams tonight. I almost miss the escapism. Almost. But no matter what type of terror awaits my silk sheets, the bags under my eyes will be mature enough to sing their ABCs. New knots will join the plethora of old ones rupturing any peace in between my shoulder blades. I’d bet good money my brain will prevent my stomach from receiving nutrition. God, I don’t want to go to sleep.
By Faith Ann4 years ago in Psyche
The Red Dress
The water ran hotly my skin was turning pink under the streaks of red staining it. It seemed my world was covered in reds and pinks tonight; red dress, pink water, red grotesquely streaking up and down my arms and legs, and pinking skin as I washed the mark of death from my body. Not for the first time and certainly not for the last, but this time it is different, this time it was personal in a way I had never known. Lightning lit up the shower ominously and thunder rolled as if nature itself cried out at the violence that had taken place. As I scrubbed away the night from my body, my mind wandered back up the hill and to the dead body lying alone on a porch in the rain.
By Jennifer Renee4 years ago in Psyche
5 Problems That Only Introverted People Can Understand
Being an introvert in a world that propels you directly onto the stage is not easy. Learn to enjoy the things that make you special. They do not take you away from people, they bring you closer.
By Mike Reed4 years ago in Psyche
Girl underwater
Part i: monster. “Unexpressed emotions will never die. They are buried alive and will come forth later in uglier ways.” —Sigmund Freud
By Lowen Anthony (she/her)4 years ago in Psyche
The Insomniac
I have this thing, where I repress all of my feelings unintentionally to avoid feeling the pain. I bottled the pain away and stored it in the wine cellar of my mind with the rest. They lay perfectly on the shelves, with mismatched labels. Each time I enter the cellar, I debate opening one of the delicious bottles, knowing once I start, I won’t stop until there is nothing left. Instead, I admire the bottle's beauty from a distance, knowing one day the room will shatter every bottle and I will consume every emotion I worked so hard to avoid. One day I will be so lucky to indulge in the beautiful liquid emotion which fills the bottles. One day I will put everything to rest.
By Myr. B 4 years ago in Psyche
Chris and the Cave
Chris had been living quite comfortably in his cave for three months; he had formed a bond with the place and could see himself being there for quite some time.
By Eamonn Miller4 years ago in Psyche
New Year, Good Night...
A New Year is coming (It may not be quite time yet to claim this year as "yours" yet. Time will tell). Anyway, with a new year, come the resolutions.
By Kent Brindley4 years ago in Psyche
Rage
Densely packed wet sand repels bursts of whipping cool ocean breeze onto the coastline blurring into the horizon, the beach is a haven of serenity where a steady pace of life excels and contentedness and wonder meet, comfortable with family, and friends who resemble such, worries are a rarity. The ocean is a playground for you and your closest to scamper around the shallow waters with a giddiness reserved for food fights and chasing ice cream trucks, you have everything you need. Safe in the calm breaks surrounded by whitewash being used by your closest for fashioning makeshift beards and Rockstar haircuts, you look beyond to see where it all came from, the crashing destructiveness of mammoth waves, monsters of the deep within view. You can’t help but stare in shameful awe when you know you shouldn’t need to, or want to, but its natural power locks your gaze. Thoughts of letting go to its grasp allowing it to take you on a journey not even it knows the destination fill your mind, a dangerous idea to fathom and deadlier still in practice, what if. The moment passes and the shore welcomes your bare feet back with a sodden hug, glad to feel your familiar step again.
By Eli Chadwick4 years ago in Psyche
How To Improve Your Life Through Relationships
On the day of the orientation for my Honours year, the course coordinator had something to say about choosing a supervisor:
By Avocado Nunzella BSc (Psych) -- M.A.P 4 years ago in Psyche
Why Facebook is Toxic for Your Mental Health
Facebook is an unavoidable part of modern life. It's a place where people share their feelings, opinions, and everything in between with the world. Unfortunately, it is a toxic place for your mental health. Facebook has been found to lead to a decrease in self-esteem and self-confidence and feed into anxiety and depression.
By Matthew Angelo4 years ago in Psyche
The Man in the Green Cap
“Turn away” came the command, followed by an even sterner, “Turn away, NOW!” His back was turned away from me, as though he was waiting on someone.
By Ken4 years ago in Psyche
Taboo Words: Food for thought?
I am talking about the deep, darkest of secrets no one dares to speak. Why is it those words are always hidden? Why do we feel the need to button up our lip on opinions we have?
By Rosemary Slavic4 years ago in Psyche