recovery
Your illness does not define you. It's your resolve to recover that does.
How to care for oneself while grieving
How to care for oneself while grieving Grief in its entirety strikes while you least expect it. The atrocity of sadness lies in the false notion of being alone and having it all together all the time. To be or not to be in the constant state of despair is not in one’s hands, as melancholy varies in its intensity ranging from a dejected mood to deep and chronic loneliness. Oftentimes people subject their negativity to a mere passage of time, but often there is an underlying cause that needs to be addressed and healed to become in a state of awareness of their emotions and innate being. It is important to bring light to the need to embrace one’s emotions and not shame ourselves with guilt when we don't feel happy or in rhythm with our souls. Often we lose the sense of self when surrounded by grief.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Psyche
Healthy vs. Narcissistic Ghosting.
Ghosting is a form of stonewalling considered one of the four horsemen of the apocalypse in romantic relationships. Ghosting and stonewalling are avoidance defence strategies that break emotional bonds, lead to conflict, dysfunction, and eventual destruction of a relationship.
By writemindmatters2 years ago in Psyche
The World Filled With Magic
The world was filled with magic when I was a child; it was wherever I dared to look. Elves and goblins lurked in between the trees of forests at the edge of the school’s park, watching from the brambles and the brush as I’d try to play with my classmates.
By Haley M.T.2 years ago in Psyche
Assuage
Today I'm Angry. My therapist would be so proud. I'm not an angry person, my defaults typically land me somewhere between Sad & Grief-Stricken. But she's been encouraging me to lean into the Anger of it all. Sounds like weird advice maybe, but to the deeply Depressed sometimes we need a little flame to spark our fire back up, fuel the parts of ourselves we thought we lost long ago.
By Hayley Matto2 years ago in Psyche
A Monster Under My Bed. Content Warning.
There is a monster under my bed. It whispers to me. “You can’t,” it hisses, “you wouldn’t, you shouldn’t, you aren’t.” I am nine years old. My best friend is Gladys. We watch Clueless and make a pact. Tomorrow, we promise, we will each dress in a plaid matching outfit like Cher and Dionne. I uphold my promise. Gladys does not. Snickers fill the classroom. A kind teacher with curly blonde hair and warm, biting humor whispers to me, “I admire your bravery in expressing yourself.” I think that she thinks it helps, somehow. It doesn’t. That night, the monster whispers, too. “Idiot. Outcast. Weird. Why can’t you just act normal? Just blend in and things will stop being so hard. But you don’t know how to do that, do you? Freak.” I ask my mom if I can clean out my closet. “I’m too old for that stuff,” I meekly justify.
By K. Stockton2 years ago in Psyche
Mother of 1000 Orphans. Top Story - March 2024.
When prompted to write about an inspirational woman, Sindhutai Sapkal immediately came to mind. This woman’s story profoundly altered my life for the better. The example she set shifted my psychology in ways I am certain many decades of therapy could not have achieved.
By Kayleigh Fraser ✨2 years ago in Psyche
