coping
Life presents variables; learning how to cope in order to master, minimize, or tolerate what has come to pass.
Parting Gift
Parting Gift By: Carie Johnson Dusk deems the cityscape elusive, mottled and unknowable. I walk through tunnels of foreign conversations and streetlights boasting marble and steel. The lights fold into greys smitten with speckles of gold and jasper. My shoes fleeting beneath me astute and alight. I drag a comb through the city until the thoughts of men before me fall at my wonderment. Architecture, rusting archaic tells the tale of industrial pining. And I a cellist meet a fate so strung out. It’s my twenty eighth birthday and blown is the candle of my youth. I breathe in deeply the pixelated reeking of my conundrum. A stray cat stares at me as I turn the corner. Wearily, I blink until the city is gone.
By Carie Johnson5 years ago in Psyche
Coronavirus: How To Face And Overcome The Fear Of Contagion?
It is at the center of almost every conversation. Nowadays, nothing else is being talked about. The coronavirus has become a global problem affecting thousands of people around the world and there are already fears that it could develop into a pandemic of hitherto unknown dimensions.
By creatorsklub5 years ago in Psyche
My Creek
Everyone out there feels like they are not special to anyone. That there do not deserve to be here, that the world would be better off without then. Then reason why they feel that way is because they suffer from either Depression, PTSD, or Anxiety. In my story I will explain to you my why and how I deal with it day my day.
By Misty Callow5 years ago in Psyche
Piece of Mind
(Letter to Mom) Mom, You know that little black notebook I always have on me? I’m thinking about turning parts of it into a book and sending it in to be considered for publication. I have so many full little black books that I’ve written in since I was young. The notebook ended up feeling like part of my brain. I needed it to act as my memory since I seemed to have such a terrible one! Remember the first time I asked for a small notebook? I think I was like 12. Life got so much easier once I learned to use the notebook to remember things. There are hundreds of ideas written in all of my notebooks, from lists, to poems, to rants, and everything in between. I pulled out a few that I’m thinking of sending in. Check them out and let me know what you think? Good idea, or bad idea? I’m thinking of calling it “Piece of Mind.”
By Amy Stowell5 years ago in Psyche
Escape Me
Outside the sealed door, a clock sings its noon lullaby. Inside the stone walls lies a body covered completely by a sheet, a bolted desk paired to a chained chair, and a flashing orange light perched in the north facing corner of the room. The light meticulously cascades the damp walls in a rotary pattern, examining every inch of its existence.
By Mason McCoy5 years ago in Psyche
Hyperfixation: My Story
Hyperfixation, commonly associated with ADHD – Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder – and autism, is an occurrence when an individual becomes fully engrossed with something, may it be a hobby, movie, book, person, etc. Often, this hyperfixation affects the rest of the person’s life as they have a challenging time focusing on anything other than their fixation, including work, school, self-care, and relationships. While hyperfixation is associated with ADHD and autism, it is also present in various mental illnesses, and as someone with mental illness, I often experience hyperfixation and would like to share my story with you.
By Ashley Nestler, MSW5 years ago in Psyche
Crossroads of Depression
Like many people in this world, I suffer from periodic episodes of depression. Unlike many, my bouts with it haven't needed to be managed with medication; I have generally been able to talk myself out of it. But I can see how those who do need more help with management might read the following pep-talk and think, "Yeah, right; easy for you to say."
By Paula Shablo5 years ago in Psyche
Lights in The Darkness
Lights in The Darkness “I put the last box on the truck dad!” Its summer 2015. We were all exhilarated about “The Big Move. You see, my dad had finally gotten the promotion of his dreams. He was promoted president over a major scientific research firm. With this big promotion, came big changes for my family. My father, mother, brother Max and I; We’re all packed up leaving our family home in Rochester New York, moving to a new home in sunny Southern California. Only minutes away from the beach; Hollywood lights, movie stars, and great weather enthralling for a 15-year-old boy such as myself. We slowly settled in our new home.
By DeSha Jackson5 years ago in Psyche
