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Living With Someone Who Suffers From Schizophrenia
This mental disorder can impact your loved one’s ability to care for themselves properly or carry out their daily responsibilities as they once did. With proper self-care in place, however, you can both manage the symptoms of schizophrenia and improve your overall quality of life – which we’ll discuss later on in this guide. Here are some other things you should know about living with someone who has been diagnosed with schizophrenia.
By Les Morgan3 years ago in Psyche
Flying service horses...
Ok, so let me start this article off with some background. Some entity has been denying me my service horse. After getting a lawyer involved, this entity is citing non-specific safety concerns about Aurora walking with me. Yet, I am more than welcome to have her with me. Just without her walking.
By The Schizophrenic Mom3 years ago in Psyche
When, Why And How Alcohol Snared Me
The when. My when was early. Far too early. One afternoon, when I was fourteen, I sneaked into woodland with a school friend and some cans of Guinness. It was the eighties. In Britain, kids could buy booze easily. Shopkeepers and landlords would take your pocket money and casually turn a blind eye.
By Against The Dream3 years ago in Psyche
My Hallucinations...
So I was recently asked this question and the short answer is: yes. But the truth is much longer than that, so I am writing it down. *smile* Please note, these are only my personal experiences with seeing other "people" who aren't really there - not everyone's.
By The Schizophrenic Mom3 years ago in Psyche
Life after an eating disorder
It’s always been about control. The complexities of triggers, motives, and behaviors are not set aside or ignored when it is said that an eating disorder is about control. You want control over how you are perceived, treated, regarded, spoken of. We know the overwhelming end results of fitting the ideal forced down our throats and inflected on our bodies. We know the devastation we are met with when we accept ourselves at our current or our best — we can be the healthiest we can physically manage and it is treated as lessor or a moral failing. Our bodies are not our own and that is the tragic lie we are indoctrinated and poisoned with.
By Chaia Levi3 years ago in Psyche
Sex, Love & Internet Addiction Counseling
This innately useless dance happens when one accomplice is Mutually dependent over here at the best addiction treatment center in Karachi and the other an Egotist or Fiend. Mutually dependent people usually need to learn how to genuinely detach or stay away from huge associations with people who are narrow minded, controlling, and destructive to them. Constantly Online Auction Addiction goes into associations with an accomplice who impeccably coordinates with their relationship example or "dance style." Mutually dependent people are usually at the Willing Ways Karachi, the adherents in their relationship dance. When their uninvolved style is brought together with an accomplice whose dance style is controlling and self-assured, the dance sizzles with energy - in any event, at the outset.
By Willing Ways3 years ago in Psyche
Sometimes I feel like a fish...
When I had my 20 gallon aquarium in my home years ago, I would sit and watch the fish swim back and forth for hours at a time. I loved the sound of the moving water through the filter, watching them gracefully glide through the water, and even the distinct smell of fishiness was relaxing to me. One day that all changed though as I contemplated my life. I mean, I still love watching the fish swim back and forth, but I can't help make comparisons to how I feel some days...
By The Schizophrenic Mom3 years ago in Psyche
The Psychiatric Ward and Vocal
This piece marks a milestone: 100 articles. 100 different snapshots of my mind. From horror short stories to silly items about dogs to explorations of why I believe The Beatles are the greatest musicians who have ever existed to poems I would never have dreamed of writing.
By Christopher Donovan3 years ago in Psyche
The Last Memory
So there I stood, rubbernecking at the idea that the spinning washing machine resembled my embryonic headache. With that reflection in mind, I went for a cold shower, aiming for easy treatment. The antidote lasted as long as the freezing water distracted me from the woodpecker drilling my brains. Not a second more.
By Ricky Lanusse3 years ago in Psyche
