personality disorder
Personality disorders are as complex as they are misunderstood; delve into this diagnosis and learn the typical cognitions, behaviors, and inner experience of those inflicted.
I’m the One Who Never Falls Apart—Until I Did
By Nadeem Shah I’ve always been “the strong one.” You know the type—the person who listens at 2 a.m. when someone needs to vent, who holds space for tears that aren’t their own, who never seems to crack no matter how heavy the storm gets. That was me.
By Nadeem Shah 6 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 Weight of Unspoken Goodbyes
Have you ever felt a sharp, persistent ache in your chest, a grief that lingers long after a significant ending, simply because there was no real goodbye? No final words, no last hug, no clear closure. It's a particularly insidious kind of pain, an invisible wound that many carry in silence. The world around us, with its well-meaning advice, often urges us to "move on," to "get over it," as if grief has a neat finish line. But what if there's no finish line because the race never truly began, no clear farewell to mark the end? This article is about my journey through that unique, silent grief – the profound loss without closure – and how I learned to navigate a world that demanded I move on, even when I couldn't.
By Reality Broo6 months ago in Psyche
