recovery
Your illness does not define you. It's your resolve to recover that does.
The Monsters Inside Us
Everyone has a monster in their life. Some seem to tower over a feeble frame, feeding off your world while others prey in the shadows, thin and deformed as they dash away, glimpses in every mirror so brief you have to blink twice just to be sure your eyes had not mistaken what you had seen. They fall asleep sometimes, for days, weeks, months, growling and snarling restlessly until awakened by a sight or a sound. Or a touch. They wait in silence, waiting for your most private moment, when you're laid so bare and helpless that it's of immense delight with which they viciously force themselves upon you, knocking you flat on your ass over and over until you can’t tell your head from the ground, beating and kicking relentlessly as you struggle to stand until forced to lay down and accept it. Accept that it is all there is, all that there will be, and once it’s done it leaves you shattered all over again, bleeding and begging, giving you just enough time to heal so it can keep clawing at your hope and feed on your every downfall in its vindictive cycle.
By Joseph Decker4 years ago in Psyche
The Ibogaine Experience.
The following is an account of an ibogaine flood dose for psychospiritual purposes. Ibogaine is not legal in the United States, but is legal in various other countries. It is used predominantly to eliminate opiate addiction, but is also used for psychospiritual growth (and has been used by the Bwiti tribe for everything from recovering ailments to initiation ceremonies as early as age 11)
By Ash Southard4 years ago in Psyche
The Things That Were Lost That Day
I twiddle my finger in my dark, blonde hair. I think about all that’s gone wrong. “What, exactly, happened there?” “Well, I-” In a chair in a whimsical office, across from the woman dressed in all blue, I dodge her questions. I refuse to give away the secrets I hold so deeply in my heart. I want to cry, but I keep a straight face, conquering my sadness with sheer willpower. No one can make me speak of it again. I will never speak of it ever again, no matter what.
By Abygael Silvers4 years ago in Psyche
5 Self-Help Tips for Managing Depression
Depression is a mental health condition that includes feelings of hopelessness and sadness. It’s estimated that roughly 9.5% of American adults aged 18 and over will suffer from a depressive illness every year. This means you’re not alone. To help minimize your symptoms and strive towards living a healthier life with this illness, here are some self-help tips that you can use.
By Veselina Dzhingarova4 years ago in Psyche
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When I was a kid, my favorite movie was The Matrix. It still is, actually–so I’m understandably very excited that within a few hours, the new film in the series is being released. I bring up the film because there’s one scene that has always felt very important to me. It’s when Neo goes to visit the Oracle in her dingy little city apartment. With Django Reinhardt playing in the background, she pulls cookies out of the oven, and asks Neo if he knows what the phrase posted on the doorway’s lintel means: Temet Nosce. “Know thyself,” she explains mysteriously, going on to tell Neo that no one can ever really tell you who you are.
By Sarjé Haynes4 years ago in Psyche
Choosing My Own Mirror. First Place in The Remarkably Real Challenge. Top Story - December 2021.
I step out of the shower and grab the towel hanging right next to me. My reflex is to cover my body immediately, so he doesn’t see it so clearly in this bright LED light.
By Taru Anniina Liikanen4 years ago in Psyche
It's Trichy
It all started one summer with the quest to find that perfectly imperfect hair. I searched mostly for the odd, rough-textured ones. That soon turned into a search for the ones with a bulbous white root (bonus). This newly obtained odd little habit eventually led to some gray hairs at sixteen (WTF?). It soon turned into thinner hair. Then the bald patches began to grow. That was when the comments, the questions, avoiding haircuts, and the internal shaming began.
By Jenna Heartgrove4 years ago in Psyche








