coping
Life presents variables; learning how to cope in order to master, minimize, or tolerate what has come to pass.
ADHD Ask: How Do I Cope When I’m Overwhelmed by Sounds?
Auditory processing disorder (APD) is said to occur in 50 percent of people diagnosed with ADHD. It might seem similar on paper to just being surrounded by noises such as screaming children in a restaurant, but for those suffering from APD, it can be a very real problem which impacts on many areas of life.
By Kristy Westaway4 years ago in Psyche
How My Unloving Family Tried To Destroy Me
This is a true story. It's October of 2014, so seven years ago now, practically to the day, and I have lost everything: my business, my apartment, my family, and now, probably, my wife. She's moving back to her parents' house, a few hundred miles and two states away. She's going to stay in their basement until she can land on her feet. Me? I'm going to live on the subway. I guess I'll beg, I don't know. I sure as hell can't sing or play an instrument or spin around on the subway poles. I'm sure there are charities that can help me. But despite working in the human services field for over a decade, I am painfully unaware of what kind of programs are out there to help a person in my position. I don't even know how long I will live, but I don't really care much at this point. Maybe I'll slowly but surely go insane, assuming I'm not there already. My wife – I'll be calling her Fiona on here, because she tells me she always wanted to be named Fiona – keeps reassuring me that it's only temporary, that we'll be back together again, we'll bounce back, and we'll be together again, we'll bounce back, over and over again. Me? All I can think of is the end of Requiem For A Dream, when Jared Leto calls Jennifer Connolly from some hellhole of a prison down south and they assure each other how they'll see each other again and repeat their love for each other over and over. As the viewer, we know there's no chance in hell they'll get back together, and this is almost definitely the last time they'll ever talk. I always wondered if the characters knew that or if they were still delusional about how far they'd fallen.
By Mytoxic Family4 years ago in Psyche
UNWANTED
My story is not unique for a person that is considered to have a severe disability. I am an overqualified social services worker. I have a diploma in social work studies, a four year honors in Sexuality marriage and family, and a four year general in social development studies. I studied for 15 years of my life and never developed a career. I walked with a walker and had cerebral palsy in both my legs called spastic diplegia and scoliosis and was recently diagnosed with a painful condition called rheumatoid arthritis . I am always in 8/10 pain.
By Julia Stellings4 years ago in Psyche
The Maddening Happening
I sit here with a blank notebook and an empty bottle of Lithium wondering when I’ll start feeling like myself again. I have grown accustomed to a week of hypomania and attribute all of my great ideas to that state of madness. What is normal and why do we idealize it? I try to write and nothing comes. It’s meaningless to force inspiration. I have a setting, character development and a storyline, yet what I produce has somehow missed its intended mark. Am I in some way different than I was even three weeks ago? Where is the passion that turns the wheels inside of my head to create something from nothing? The power of words is just that: the ability to create, to bring meaning and purpose.
By Katherine Nesbitt4 years ago in Psyche
Risk Factors of Drug Addiction
What are some of the risk factors of drug addiction? In a drug rehab clinic, doctors and staff will answer questions about drug addiction. One of the most common questions is what are some of the risk factors of drug addiction? It is important to find out what these factors are so that you can decide if you or someone else you know might be susceptible to becoming addicted to drugs. Inpatient drug rehab in Santa Cruz CA are very careful not to reveal information regarding these risks because they want patients to leave the premises of the drug rehab clinic knowing that they are safe.
By Daryl Heider4 years ago in Psyche
Discovering Your New Normal After Trauma
Growing up, my normal was chaos and madness due to some less than stellar events in my childhood and a messed up family. Through the constant struggles, I have learned what to appreciate. And for me, every aspect of life is worth being appreciated. But above anything else, I appreciate normalcy.
By That Psych Nerd4 years ago in Psyche
Mental illness and love-hate relationship with corona virus
It was month of November when I first heard about covid-19. It was just another disease that might go on to kill the world but wouldn’t affect me as long as I was in my house, safe, surrounded by pale yellow walls and well, curtains that kept the thoughts of dying away. I could always draw the curtains. I have been depressed for four years now and haven’t had much social interaction with anyone. My friends left me soon after my diagnosis well because they were searching for their purpose in lives and one cannot manage that while having to go back to depressed friend. Soon it was New Year and I had nobody to wish except my family and I didn’t have any plans for 2020. I was after all living under the effects of antidepressants that convinced me that world was a horror game and I was definitely not the hero in this game. So I did what I had been doing for the past four years. Waited for a change. And maybe god really did listen to my prayers sans the fact that he didn’t listen to the part where I was wishing for change in my life and not the entire world. The funny thing about being mentally ill is that nobody dares question your thought process because in their heads you are already crazy. So now that you are thinking that my prayer gone wrong started the covid outbreak, well, it’s better to keep you thinking than put my rational mind to work and clarify the situation. I live in India and this virus hadn’t hit until February. It was always the other country. Just like how aliens always attacked America. But soon the things got out of hand and entire country went into lockdown. Roads were empty and people hoarded the necessary utilities a day before. It was scary, how shops were full of people as if doomsday were near and the last thing people didn’t want were empty stomachs when they died. It makes sense though. The first time we bought oranges during corona, I washed it with Dettol for extra protection!
By bharti bansal4 years ago in Psyche
She's So Weird
It's like a fog you get when you're driving on a major highway, your thoughts blur together like static from the television, or when you are sobbing and everything in your sight seems to be blending. I'm going to tell you a little bit of what had happened in my mental health.
By Marissa Jeffries4 years ago in Psyche
