coping
Life presents variables; learning how to cope in order to master, minimize, or tolerate what has come to pass.
Saying Goodbye
It’s that suffocating kind of pain. You know the kind. It chokes you. It’s simultaneously a dull ache and a sharp knife, twisting your insides over and over again until you don’t know how much longer you’ll be able to stand it. It’s the kind of grief that eats away at the core of you. Inside out, until heart and soul, flesh and bone are damaged. You know better than to think they can ever really be repaired.
By Ariel Joseph4 years ago in Psyche
Taking a Step in Knowing the Mind, Body, and Spirit. Top Story - July 2022.
Towards the end of April, in the year 2019, I learned a lot about myself. I learned more than I thought I would, learned about my mind and why the things I thought happened the way they did. I came to understand why I was so different from the kids I grew up with, why I always felt strange and alien even as I pretended I was "just like every other girl."
By Brittany Miller4 years ago in Psyche
Binaural Beats: Easy methods to Heal Your Thoughts and Physique – About Comfortable Life
When you feel the need to modify your mood, you could find yourself automatically turning on some music. Who among us hasn't had a brief moment of unadulterated joy whenever their all-time favourite song has played on the radio on the drive home after a particularly trying day at work? There is no doubt that acoustic energy has the potential to have an influence on the human experience; the issue is, however, whether or not it can cure.
By Speak Arch4 years ago in Psyche
Diary of a mad fairy wrangler
A three-foot-tall Spiderman is staring up at me deciding if he should “web” me or give me a pass for referring to him as “Spiderman” and not his preferred moniker “Spidey.” Meanwhile, several girls, one with pointy ears and her sister (similarly attired) are summoning me to hear about the letters they just got from their fairies.
By Lisa Suhay4 years ago in Psyche
How I Became a Digital Nomad
My face was pressed into the sidewalk. The jackboot of a police officer was on my neck. Choking from tear gas, he grabbed my hair, handcuffed me, and threw me in the back of a paddy wagon. I was under arrest for joining a homelessness rally.
By Arlo Hennings4 years ago in Psyche
The Truth Shall Set You Free and Make Everybody Hate You
Are you one of those people who always tell the truth, no matter what? A big mouth with a wide grin, ready to shove reality down humanity’s throat? Or are you one of those people with a small mouth, who never offers your opinion unless prompted? But when prompted you tell the truth, no matter how painful it is? And have you also noticed fewer and fewer people around you?
By Mona Lazar4 years ago in Psyche







