humanity
Mental health is a fundamental right; the future of humanity depends on it.
Reiki Training
Two hours are not enough time to teach three levels of Reiki. An overview? Yes. We had 17 participants. I attuned 10 participants for level one and 7 for level two. One Reiki Master had co-workers attending the class, and she gave 7 level one attunements, and was going to give most of them level two and three attunements on the job.
By Denise E Lindquist6 months ago in Psyche
How I Dodged Knee Surgery—And Walked Pain-Free Again After 12 Weeks
How I Dodged Knee Surgery—And Walked Pain-Free Again After 12 Weeks Written by Raza Iqbal I still remember the way my right knee throbbed every time I tried to climb stairs. The pain was deep, stubborn, and had grown from a nagging discomfort to a full-blown problem that interrupted every part of my daily life. At 49, I wasn't ready to accept that knee surgery might be in my near future. But that’s exactly what the orthopedic specialist suggested: arthroscopic surgery, followed by six months of recovery. I walked out of that clinic both terrified and determined to find another way.
By Moonlit Letters6 months ago in Psyche
The Silence Between Us
By Nadeem Shah It had been 472 days since we last spoke. Not that I was counting—at least, not anymore. In the beginning, I counted everything. The days since the argument. The hours since I thought about calling. The number of messages I typed and never sent. The seconds I stood outside your door that one night… and turned away.
By Nadeem Shah 6 months ago in Psyche
The Loneliness Vending Machine: How We Started Paying for Connection. AI-Generated.
I. A Machine for Love Last month, I rented a friend. Not metaphorically. I paid $29.99 for a one-hour video call with someone who promised to listen to me, validate me, and laugh at my jokes. The app was clean, the interface sleek, and the calendar surprisingly full. My session started with a smiling young woman named Emma—probably not her real name—who said, “So, how was your day?” with the kind of warmth you’d expect from someone you’ve known since high school. Except we hadn’t.
By Ahmet Kıvanç Demirkıran6 months ago in Psyche
Once A Child . Content Warning.
From the moment we open our eyes—crying in a cold, sterile hospital— the conditions of love begin to blossom. Living and growing in our mother’s bellies only holds a safe place for nearly a year before we were quite literally ejected into chaos we didn’t ask for. From that point on there are conditions to the amount of love and respect we receive. From birth when we are “good babies” in the nursery, the nurses praise us for our cooperation, whereas fussy babies, while still looked at as precious cute creations, are deemed more difficult. Though this example is rather vague and lacks depth into the true meaning of conditional love, it is a pivotal reminder of how we enter and leave this world. Alone.
By The Darkest Sunrise6 months ago in Psyche
Asylum Warehousing: Again?
The recent discourse surrounding "mental health disabilities" and their societal ramifications carries a chilling echo of a past many hoped had been left behind: the era of asylum warehousing. While framed as a solution to complex social issues, policies that empower the state to institutionalize individuals deemed in need, even those already housed, threaten to unravel decades of progress in mental healthcare and civil liberties. This approach risks re-establishing a system where individual autonomy is sacrificed for perceived public order, potentially leading to widespread human rights abuses and the erosion of fundamental freedoms.
By Sai Marie Johnson6 months ago in Psyche
The Day I Stopped Apologizing for Existing
By Asadullah Azimi I used to say “sorry” for everything — and I mean everything. If someone bumped into me on the street, I apologized. If my food order came out wrong, I apologized. If I laughed too loud, cried too easily, took up space in a room, or simply had a different opinion, I apologized — as though existing in my own skin required permission.
By Asadullah Azimi 6 months ago in Psyche
Shadows on the Wall: Escaping the Illusion of Truth
Shadows on the Wall: Escaping the Illusion of Truth Once upon a time, in a forgotten land, there existed a deep, dark cave hidden beneath the earth. Inside this cave, a group of people had been imprisoned since birth. They had never seen the light of day. Chained by their legs and necks, they could not move or turn their heads. All they could see was the rough, blank wall in front of them.
By Furqan Elahi6 months ago in Psyche
