trauma
At its core, trauma can be thought of as the psychological wounds that persist, even when the physical ones are long gone.
How The Grinch...can teach kids about mental health | Part 1
You may be wondering, “why should I talk to my kids about mental health around the holidays? That seems so sad!” In the previous version of this article, I included many outdated statistics about depression and other mental health conditions in children and those around them. However, as of the date of this writing (12/8/2021) the U.S. Surgeon General Vivek Murthy issued a public warning regarding the state of youth mental health.
By Jeryn Cambrah4 years ago in Psyche
A Bacteria Changed My Life.
December 22, 2012. There are some dates in your life, you will never forget. The day you got married. The day your first baby was born. But for me, there is one more date. The date that changed my life. A starting date that would have a big impact on my life. Or maybe say our lives.
By Pierre de Man4 years ago in Psyche
It Was 6 AM.
It was 6 am and it was my day off. The first one in a long while. When I looked out from the window of the bus I saw her sitting on a box. One of those big, green ones. Who knows what hides inside there. Wires, probably. Switches that control lights and buttons and the flashing green and red of the traffic lights.
By WriterinWonder4 years ago in Psyche
Cut The Crap
Do you ever find yourself living through something tragic or dysfunctional your Parent, Grandparent, really any family member doing that was just terrible? That generational curse type thing? We all have a story. From substance abuse, mental illness, physical abuse-just overall no good-not right, bad juju. Well, have I got a story for you.
By Kristine Streett4 years ago in Psyche
They called me Delusional
You enjoy the sensual pleasures for a period of twenty years when the senses are strong. What is this short evanescent period of twenty years in eternity? What is this despicable, jarring, monotonous sensual life, compared with the eternal and peaceful life in the immortal Self within? If the nerve of taste, the glosso-pharyngeal gets paralysed, you cannot enjoy different kinds of palatable dishes. If your retina or optic nerve is paralysed, you cannot enjoy diverse beautiful forms. If the auditory nerve is paralysed, you cannot hear melodious music. If the olfactory nerve is paralysed, you cannot enjoy various kinds of sweet fragrance. If your sensory nerve of the hands is paralysed, you cannot enjoy soft things. If the nerve origin is paralysed, you cannot enjoy conjugal bliss. Do you not now clearly see that this world is a mere play of nerves? Do you not understand that this universe of opposites is illusory?
By Yogesh Sawant4 years ago in Psyche
Genie: Valuable Lessons from Tragic Circumstances
Most everyone in the psychology world knows the name Genie and is at least somewhat familiar with the unique case behind it. Genie’s story is one of tragedy, triumph, and immense growth, but the execution of the research surrounding it was nowhere close to perfect, and it’s important to question this execution in case the opportunity to repeat this study were to arise. What could the researchers have done differently, and where did their priorities lie? Additionally, it’s worthwhile to consider questions both answered and raised by Genie’s case, such as what does this case teach people about language learning, and how does it support Chomsky’s theory of language acquisition and the behaviorist view of language learning?
By Celia Pyburn4 years ago in Psyche
My Story
I have felt like journaling about this for some time now. To put a portion of what I have experienced into writing. I ask myself, why? For what purpose? I don't really know. I think one, is to legitimize it for myself. To tell it. I am very thankful for this platform, because now people can hear it. It can be more than scribbles in my pages.
By Priscilla Boot4 years ago in Psyche
The year my mother collapsed at Thanksgiving
I got the text Thanksgiving evening from my cousin who I had not seen in many years but was very fond of. He and his sister were younger than me and always went to the family holiday occasions, long after I estranged myself from everyone. They were my mother's only (alive) sisters' kids. I was my mother's only child and had left at 16, forcibly and due to abuse. I had no regrets going no contact for years after but my cousins would still keep in touch here and there via text or socials.
By Jaded Savior Blog4 years ago in Psyche
I Broke Our Suicide Pact and You Died Alone
When I did first read those words, three weeks had already passed since you placed them on your Facebook wall. I immediately called your cell; It was dead. I rang your burner; you didn’t pick up. I texted you; you didn’t respond.
By Juliette Roanoke4 years ago in Psyche
