coping
Life presents variables; learning how to cope in order to master, minimize, or tolerate what has come to pass.
Growing
Growing up I would daydream about what I would be like in the future, and still to this day at seventeen years old I still wonder what ill be like in the future. As a kid I would look at the "big kids" in awe, they were tall and seemed to have so much freedom. I grew up around the big kids, I was the youngest in my family and the second youngest in the neighborhood, so the "big kids" were my role models. I can remember wishing I was one of them so bad, I wanted to be just like them, without even knowing what it took to be a big kid. To me that did not matter, I wanted to drive, I wanted to stay out late. Little did I realize growing up comes with all these new emotions and responsibilities.
By Paris Copeland8 years ago in Psyche
My Anxiety, My Depression
In the summer of 2017, I was diagnosed with a severe anxiety disorder. For years, I knew that something was off with me. Whenever something bad would happen in my life, I took it extremely hard. I would cry myself to sleep every night—and I don’t mean just a few tears,I mean crying like someone had broken my heart; literally snatched it from my chest and shattered it into a million pieces. I would also think of ways to end my own life. I always found myself utterly alone, even if I was surrounded by people. I always put on that fake smile and I even managed to work up some credible laughs to go with it. But when I was alone, I was in a dark state of mind. The only reason that I could come up with not to end my own life was the bible. The bible says that suicide is a sin. If I took my own life, all I could see was me burning in hell for eternity, which was exactly what I did not want. So I continued to suffer in silence until I just couldn’t anymore.
By Shanita Marshall8 years ago in Psyche
How 'Supernatural' Changed My Life!
About three years ago I was very shy, and I didn't really reach out to people that much. I was afraid of people, I didn't even like leaving my house because back then I was so worried about what people might think or say about me.
By Elizabeth Trillo8 years ago in Psyche
Battling Depression
When I was fifteen years old my mother was diagnosed with Hepatitis C and a cirrhosis of the liver. She was in need of a transplant and placed on the list. This was the beginning of what has become a long battle of depression for me. She was in and out of the hospital and my little brother and I were left at the mercy of our step-father. My mother was permanently hospitalized until she received her transplant when I was sixteen, it was then my stepfather began molesting my brother and I. It was maybe the most difficult time of my life. Not because he was abusing me, my brother was four and I was unable to protect him. I felt as the eldest sibling I should have been able to save him from the monster in our home. He would scream at me when I would try to stop him, no matter how hard I fought. Locking my brother and me in my room so we could have some peace, but we inevitably would have to emerge.
By Lela Harris8 years ago in Psyche
Dealing with Anxiety
It may seem like there isn't much you can do when you have so much crap going on in your mind. This happens to me every day... you are not alone. Sometimes I wake up thinking, 'Ugh I have so much to do before the weekends.' And honestly, I hate it. SMH, ADULTING! But I never let it get to me because it will just drive me crazy. When I overthink, I actually have the worst anxiety attacks, they really do hurt. I also go through phases where I have so much on my mind that I don't want to talk to anyone and that's never good, especially now that I'm more active on my campus. But anyways enough about me... Let me tell you how I get my shit together before I go CRAZY!...
By Cynthia Quinones8 years ago in Psyche
The Ways I Deal With My Depression
I have reached a stage in my life that I would not even wish upon my best or worst enemy. I am 62 and I am going through changes that I never imagined in my entire life. Some can be dealt with while the majority of them cannot. Most of them are the result of my earlier decisions while the rest are the results of things way beyond my control. No matter how I look at it, I must deal with them.....alone.
By Maurice Bernier8 years ago in Psyche
Just Another Trich Day
I’ve had Trichotillomania for a long time now, and let me tell you: it freaking sucks. Pulling hair out because of stress, boredom, insomnia, OCD tendencies (such as one hair being a slightly different color or thickness), and not having a cure? It’s exhausting. And discouraging.
By Kimberly Alcorn8 years ago in Psyche
