trauma

At its core, trauma can be thought of as the psychological wounds that persist, even when the physical ones are long gone.

I Watched a Woman Kill Herself.
Maybe I am having a crisis, maybe I just have a heart… I am freaking out. I started the weekend by cleaning my apartment and hopping on a plane to Minneapolis.
By Madison McGuire6 years ago in Psyche
My worst uni experience.
On this evening I was in my third and final year of uni, I was 21 years old and was having a particularly difficult time with my mental health. I was spending time with some friends from my course at the Student’s Union on campus, the group consisted of myself, my mature female friend whom I lived in a house share with, a mutual female friend of ours I wasn’t particularly close to, a male former course mate from the year prior and one of his male friends whom no one else knew. The five of us spent the evening drinking and chatting, having a really great time, and I was happy to escape my loneliness and avoid wallowing in depression for the night.
By D Burton6 years ago in Psyche
34 MINUTES.
This was thirty-four minutes of my life. I was at work on the sales floor, cleaning like I do every day. Nothing happened, no one said anything to me but I got to a point in the back of the store where I had to stop. Something entered my body. Not just my brain but my entire body. This was not a physical ‘thing’. It was more on the metaphysical side. It was something that was already there and it chose the perfect time to fuck up my night. I stood there for a moment and stared at the glass in front of me without really seeing anything. I felt people walking around me so I had to walk to the office. I couldn’t sit so I paced back and forth and repeated, “This is my body, this isn’t me”. I said that more times than I can remember. At this point, my hands were shaking.
By Antoinette Kite6 years ago in Psyche
5 Truths About Trauma You Need to Know
Trauma. How many times have you heard or been told what trauma is, or what counts as trauma and what doesn’t? Everyone has their own perspective of trauma based on what they know, think they know, or what they have experienced; however, trauma affects each person differently. The following are five truths about trauma that I have learned from my personal experience and from my experience in social work.
By Ashley Nestler, MSW6 years ago in Psyche
I've been called a liar for 7 years....
Readers discretion.... There can be some triggering stuff in here. Sexual assault.. For seven years, I've been called a liar... Made to feel like I asked for what happened to me that night. Everyone listened to him. Looked at me with skepticism. To this day I am just trash to people that were supposed to be "family" to me at the time, A marriage ruined because of a night that I didn't want. Still having this accusing attitude toward me, but telling me he believes me. Not that it should matter, he's the failed marriage. I really shouldn't care, but it stills hurts... I am such a different person now, because of what happened. People don't change like this for no reason... I miss the old me...
By Lacie Jane6 years ago in Psyche
Toxic
Based off real events. She first met Steven in their sophomore year of high school. They had just been kids back then. Both of them were members of the track team, and ended up bumping into each other and hanging out at one of the meets. Ellie went to a different school then he did, so it would've been so simple to have just kept him as a sort of distant acquaintance, who she only saw from time to time... If only she had known back then what the future had in store for her.
By amanda6 years ago in Psyche
Trout
There was a rainbow trout who lived in the babbling brook. Maggie was born that summer; the trout was a year older than her.
By Luke Logan6 years ago in Psyche
BorderLineMe
The year was 1957, Osama Bin Laden was born, ultra sound technology was pioneered, baby boomers are at their peak. Innocent new lives filled with endless possibilities. But for one it was dark and deep in the basement where he did what he pleased and nothing good came to be. In the basement where no one sees, as if the world had turned a blind eye. Broken family, broken little girl, shhh quiet. Everything happened silently, dirty little secrets. Poor little loss soul, she had no idea of which way to go. She was filled to the brim with her unbearable reality from those who didn't give a damn and painful from those who did care but just didn't see, didn't understand and in their attempts only deepened her wounds leaving her screaming in agony as her sanity wavered beyond the norm and slid into the DMS3. Labels came slapped onto her name in judgment and pain; anxiety, depression, bi-polar, disassociation, complex post traumatic stress and borderline personality like a fucking tossed salad, a smorgasbord with a wide variety. No one willing to go beyond their comfort zone but hey were able to open their mouths spew their two cents of how they think I should be, they used words like responsibility, for God sake they told her to act normally, does anyone know what that is even supposed to mean.
By robin zee6 years ago in Psyche
Anxiety: 5 Notions & 1 Hunch
Definition of notion (1): an individual's conception or impression of something known, experienced, or imagined (2): an inclusive general concept Definition of hunch (3): a strong intuitive feeling concerning especially a future event or result
By Richard L6 years ago in Psyche
I Am A Child.
I don't remember when I started to remember myself, but I know I can't gather the first early years. I cannot remember how or when I first met my mother, or the first time I cried out of discomfort. My earliest memory would be a puppy. I ran after it in small a yard. He would tug at my dolls as if they were his, and I would cry when the they'd come apart at the seams out of my own resistance. I've recently come to find out that my father wanted a son. My mother jokes about his attempts at channeling that awkward disappointment, by dressing me up in Jerseys and Baseball caps. I don't believe she understands this or maybe she thinks I couldn't but, I could feel them both.
By Failed Ascension6 years ago in Psyche
about david; the one that ruined everything
When I was no older than thirteen years old, I joined the fanfiction website known as Quotev. In the beginning, everything was great - I really enjoyed my time, I made friends with whom I am still close to, and started my writing journey with fanfictions of my favorite shows.
By Leila Tamblyn6 years ago in Psyche
The Oceans Pull
Nick tasted the salty air of the bluff beach that morning, the deep blue rolling waves crashed on to faded crystal sand. The grey clouds hung in the heavens above as Nick scrubbed his board with the sticky clump of wax. A single strand of hair fell out of his small bun and teased across his sullen expression. It had been four months since he was in the car accident that shifted his life. Driving with his mate and a moment of distraction along with a just not quite enough speedy reaction and another 100km/h car. It ended with a best mate gone.
By Rose6 years ago in Psyche