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Stories in Psyche that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.

Camouflage
Grief never stops. She simply camouflages herself in different forms, daring you to challenge facing it, day after day. Sometimes sexy and alluring, we all enjoy a moment of self soothing, allowing what feels like release to wash over us-out of us, through tears, wails, cries, steps, stomps, dulled screams into feather fluffed pillows. Shameless, near infantile, reverting back primitively or perhaps to a state of childlike sorrow. Unable to express verbally the issue at hand, and coos and cuddles only go so far for so long. Lets face it, what are we as adults besides big kids playing pretend with our words, and having no one to patiently coddle us when we unexplainably sob.
By Hayley Matto2 years ago in Psyche
I envy you
You weigh on my chest, capture my breath. I'm held captive in your hold and stripped of all that I know. I'm a helpless, fallen soul beholden to empty hope. I'm lost here, all on my own. I'm lost here, broken to the bone.
By Aathavi Thanges2 years ago in Psyche
How I Got Through College with IBS and Gerd. Content Warning.
*There are moments that might be considered too much information (TMI) for some readers. There was a backstory about an eating disorder (which I do not encourage).* I’m not a doctor or a professional. If you are experiencing symptoms, please see a medical professional. I'm not here to promote anything. I’m sharing my experiences and some tips that may help others get through college.
By Ace Melee2 years ago in Psyche
The Genogram
I started working with primarily Native American program participants in 1984, after completing my coursework in community counseling with a concentration in chemical dependency counseling. At first, I interned and then worked at detox.
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Psyche
Vaping and Young People
If you would like to report the illegal selling of vaping products to children and young people under the age of 18 years' old - contact the Trading Standards Agency (UK) on 0808 223 1133, visit their website or use their online form to report the crime.
By Annie Kapur2 years ago in Psyche
Nearly Every Day. Content Warning.
"I'm worried," her beaked face studied me, much too close, "worried for what you might do to yourself." "I'd never actually do it." Did I say that too fast?
By Jenna Sedi2 years ago in Psyche
A Flock of Questions
It always occurred when least expected. As the moon stalked me home on late car rides. When I sat under my favorite tree contemplating the cracks in the ground caused by the months of drought. While I bent down to tie my shoe.
By Daniela Alejandra2 years ago in Psyche
Voices in my head.. Content Warning.
"Hello." Whose voice was that? I'm the only one in this room, just me, myself and my thoughts. "Hello.." I abruptly open my eyes, waiting for the next word to be said to confirm there is someone else here....
By Kodah2 years ago in Psyche
Farewell to the Houseguest . Content Warning.
for Æ...go deo, and for anyone who needs to read it. What a simple wee ruse, just to lay down the tools, I had clutched in my Hands,
By Conor Darrall2 years ago in Psyche
Anxiety
Am I the embodiment of fears and insecurities? Are my actions and inactions solely based on beliefs rooted in my olden days?
By Andie Emerson2 years ago in Psyche
Middle Weather Days.
This is it. The weather I’ve been waiting for. Yesterday, in Austin, Texas, we didn’t see the sun. Today was sunny and 80 degrees, but yesterday- sigh- was gray and cloudy and just the right amount of drizzly all day and the kind of weather that just makes me feel so soft. The heat makes me sad and angry. The sunshine makes me feel like I should do something productive even if I don’t want to. But on days like yesterday, on glorious, sprinkling days full of gray, the weather demands nothing of me. It is middle weather. It makes me feel like the only thing I have to do is snuggle or drink warm beverages or stroll or watch movies, or really just do anything I feel like doing, and it’s the only weather that makes me feel this way, and thus, it is my favorite weather.
By Morgan Longford2 years ago in Psyche
I'm Terrible at Titles Because of ADHD
An idea. A whisper of a thought. A brief spark of inspiration—and then it's gone and whatever grabbed my attention takes over completely and I'm left at a loss, trying to figure out what it was that I had wanted to do before my brain so rudely hit the reset button on itself.
By Princess Sparklefangs2 years ago in Psyche