trauma
At its core, trauma can be thought of as the psychological wounds that persist, even when the physical ones are long gone.
Self-love in and After an Emotionally Abusive Relationship. Top Story - September 2021.
Well Hello! Welcome to the metaphorical psychological frogging (unraveling a project in fiber art lingo) of my long term relationship that, turns out, was emotionally abusive.
By Christine Hollermann5 years ago in Psyche
Suicide Survival
I preferred to be in a psych ward than be home. I couldn’t be trusted alone, or around other people. I felt disconnected from the world, my vision was blurr. It felt like, I was looking from my mind out, not my eyes. My mind felt like it had a mind of its own, could you imagine having thoughts but not being able to speak them, & at the same time another voice in your head is thinking & you automatically say what’s on their mind, our mind, my mind? I changed dramatically in a matter of days, I wanted blood on my hands. My mind felt like it was racing & it kept racing because there was no finish line. Voice 1: “Can they tell we’re in hell?” Me: “Stop… Okay, I need help”. & she started again, “yeah, you really do bitch”. I was really battling the voices in my head, on my way to get help.
By Solibeth Nunez5 years ago in Psyche
The Christie Pits Riot— OfPublicInterest.02
When Canadian newspapers began publishing the Nazi party’s anti-Semitic policies across their front pages in the early 1930s, it seemed to intensify an already tense period. The Great Depression was in full swing in Canada and anti-immigrant sentiment was already strong. With millions of Canadians hit by unemployment, hunger, and homelessness, many saw the way the Nazis were handling the Jews in Germany, dismissing them from professions along with outbursts of violence, as a validation to act, rationally or not, for their own struggles.
By Jacopo Mulini5 years ago in Psyche
Suicide Survival
I had only turned 18 three months prior to June 2nd, 2013. I was a baby. I was pure, but on that day I was reborn. I survivied suicide, but it came with a price. What if I told you I came back to an alternate reality? This story is my apart of my life.
By Solibeth Nunez5 years ago in Psyche
Bipolar Diagnosis
Every day I wake up, it feels as if I am in a deep dark hole that I cannot climb out of. There is a huge weight on my chest causing the deepest anxiety and I feel that I am worthless. My once happy spirit has darkened itself through all of the pain. It is almost as if I am just here, but not living. The doctors force anti-depressants and mood stabilizers, all of which are numbing my reality, but not actually solving the problem.
By Nichole Higgins5 years ago in Psyche
