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Most recently published stories in Psyche.

I'm Not "Okay"
This is a real, raw, unedited letter. It comes from a place of intense emotion and pain. I am seething, quietly, internally.
By Christina Woodcock8 years ago in Psyche
Depression
Depression... The depths of this sickness that inhabits more than half the population is dark. Lost, in a hole, you can't ever find your way out. My name is Bri, I have suffered from chronic massive depression since I was 8 years old. As a child, my father didn't want to accept the realization that I had a problem. This would only fuel the fire further.
By Bri Baxter8 years ago in Psyche
Mental
When I was younger, I suffered silently from my mental illnesses. I didn’t feel normal and I couldn’t understand why. It wasn’t just teen angst, there was something seriously wrong with me inside that I just couldn’t brush off.
By G R8 years ago in Psyche
The Placard On The Door
I walked through the door. I could feel in my bones how badly I didn’t want to be there. The floor beneath me was hard and damp. Concrete, maybe. I couldn’t really see it. I knew I was in a hallway, though. It was long and dark except three lights at the end, one on the right and two on the left. Under each light there was a large door. Dark. Wood. Maybe metal. It was hard to tell from the distance I was standing. As I moved closer all I could hear were my own footsteps and the sound of my heart pounding in my ear. The first door was on the left. I was about halfway to it when I heard something. I paused to drink it in. Nope. Nothing. I continued moving forward. Wait. There it was again. It was a scream. I was almost to the door. As I approached I noticed a very small, metal placard attached high on the giant metal door. 'Self-loathing' read the placard on the door. The handle was large, round, and level with my head. I turned it and pushed the heavy door open.
By Amanda Washburn8 years ago in Psyche
If Only You Understood
Depression... there's that word again. Why does everyone shut you down when you mention that word? Is it because it scares them because they can't see it or is it because they don't understand it?
By Elizabeth spence ( Darby ) 8 years ago in Psyche
Hormonal Imbalance and Psychiatric Disorder
The human mind is one very interesting labyrinth. Each mind is a different lock and each lock has its own key. The brain is similar to a computer. It follows a particular set of commands to execute functions. But sometimes a computer falters in its functions because of a wrong set of commands, bringing about a disruption in the entire software. Now compare these programming problems with the human brain and what we get is a set of functional problems what are known as mental disorders.
By Siya Nathan8 years ago in Psyche
The Pitfalls of a Weakened Will
Some of us had no idea if an end to the cycle was even possible while it still coursed our veins. Elm Street Horror Cutting straight to the point as straight as cutting to a point could be. I slipped from somewhere in the average ranges to near insanity. Days were spent barely conscious yet awake and moving about. Sometimes my skin would burn, my body reeked like sewage, the inside of my mouth would be covered in mini cuts, and I was nearly positive that my heart and my lungs had been taking excessive breaks from work. The most heinous seal of the slow horrifying transformation was the dilapidation of my core muscles and the flabby mass that now hung where a once flatly formed tummy had been. Surely my eyes were also sunk in some, but it varied from using to using how much. Trademarked battle flags for the pirated ship that was my life to fly on it's way to greater plunder.
By Nobe Audi8 years ago in Psyche
Are You Socially Anxious?
Social Phobia, or Social Anxiety Disorder as it's more commonly known, is a mental illness in which the sufferer has a persistent, overwhelming and (normally) unreasonable fear of social situations. I, myself, suffer from this mental illness and can tell you it's much more than merely “being shy”. This disorder is crippling, debilitating and stops me enjoying everyday life. I excessively worry about every social interaction I have to carry out for hours (sometimes days) beforehand, during, and for a very long time afterwards – which can be up to years sometimes.
By Kathryn Barnsley8 years ago in Psyche
Fighting Back!
Think about it. If someone walks up to you and tells you that they have a cold, you wouldn't really think anything of it, right? You might take a few steps back and cover your mouth, but there's no shame or awkwardness to it. Now imagine that same person walking up to you, saying, "I have a mental illness." What would you do? Would you ignore them? Call the police? Would you do nothing?
By Andrea Guyton8 years ago in Psyche
Symptoms of Dyspraxia in Adults
There are different types of dyspraxia such as oral, global and physical. Someone with dyspraxia can have one or more of these. I have oral, global and physical dyspraxia. I wanted to write a post that could help other people with dyspraxia and that could help people understand dyspraxia. Dyspraxia affects people in different ways and symptoms can vary. I have listed symptoms which I have researched.
By Chloe Urquhart8 years ago in Psyche
Body Dysmorphia
Body dysmorphic disorder is a mean, nasty, debilitating mental disorder that can really destroy you. You constantly obsess over the smallest of “flaws”, a bit too chunky around the thighs, your skin is too spotty, or your hair isn’t luscious enough. This obsession slowly breaks you down, and then starts breaking down your relationships. It’s a persistent niggle in the back of your mind, and its damn near impossible to ignore.
By scc8 years ago in Psyche
Haters/Social Media/Press/Exes: Look What You Made Me Do
Dear Haters/Social Media/Press/Exes I really don't like your little games because they ruin my life; hackers, all the lies and attempts to get control over people even when you're not around them anymore. Don't act like you're on a tilted stage because you can't get what you want; the role that you made me play, making me out as the fool and a bad person. This is why I don't like you and I don't like your perfect crime. The way you laughed as you lied about everything, especially when you say who you really are but actually it's not true; it isn't cool and I do not like you one single bit.
By Lizzy Arrow8 years ago in Psyche