depression
It is not just a matter of feeling sad; discover an honest view of the mental, emotional and physical toll of clinical depression.
Stand Up To Stigma
One of my passions is mental health. I’ve worked in the mental health sector for almost twelve years. The knowledge I have earned has been incredible with regard to my awareness an involvement in changing lives. Witnessing individuals managing with their troubles due to you is a rewarding occurrence. Nonetheless, there has been negative factors that I have recognised in jobs, friendship groups, families, society and culture. I pray for a shift as a person mentally ill only seeks support and a listening ear.
By Chantelle C6 years ago in Psyche
Depression and What can be Done About it
Depression is partly phenomenological (relating to direct experience instead of abstract conceptions) and partly biochemical. Both systems influence each other in a feedback loop, meaning both systems can act as cause and symptom.
By Paul Bokserman6 years ago in Psyche
Dealing with depression as a freelancer
One day you can wake up and feel empty. You feel like you are nothing and will never accomplish your goals or provide for yourself or your family. That is just a part of this field. You have no guarantee of getting the income you need to survive, but that may just be enough motivation for you to ensure it happens. It has been for me, at times.
By Zac Nielson 🏴6 years ago in Psyche
I am Not Weak...A Black Man with a Mental Illness
I admired the bridge as I drove across it and thought to myself, this would be a great place to jump and die. It has been nearly a decade since I thought about killing myself. Back then, I thought about suicide more than I thought about my children.
By Carlin Hertz6 years ago in Psyche
My Mental Health Story
Coming to terms with my mental health has been an ongoing battle for as long as I can remember. I can vividly remember stumbling through life, feeling stuck in a deep hole at just 12 years old. I didn’t know what I was feeling was not normal, no one talked about preteens and the possibility of them being depressed or struggling with their mental health. Yet, there I was fighting depression. And instead of acknowledging it and working toward getting help I chalked it up to me being too sensitive and I needed to get over it. After a few years I started high school and threw myself into getting involved in hopes that keeping busy would keep me occupied. And it did. But I also managed to find people that were overwhelmingly supportive and helped me to get through the darkest times. It was during this time that I found someone that was my warrior, constantly trying to help me discuss what was going on and educate me. She took it upon herself to try to help me understand and label my mental illness. Of course, I was very hesitant to admit that I was struggling, and it usually led to fights. However, she didn’t give up on pushing me and eventually I decided to suck it up and come to terms with the fact that something wasn’t quite right. This was devastating. I didn’t want to be labeled, and sure as hell didn’t want to have to tell anyone what I was going through. Just her. She could be the only person that knew. I couldn’t tell my parents, not my friends, I didn’t want to be the “crazy one” in the family or in my friend group. So, I kept it to myself and didn’t tell anyone.
By Connor Christine6 years ago in Psyche
Mental Illness and Substance Abuse: What is Dual Diagnosis?
With one in four people affected by mental illness at some point in their lives, you’ve likely already dealt with mental illness in your personal life or known someone who has. Having a mental disorder is more common than many think and the taboo surrounding discussion on mental disorders often prevents many from seeking treatment.
By Cristian Garcia6 years ago in Psyche
Goodbye Letter
I lived in Ontario in a very toxic environment. A dark cloud constantly loomed over my family’s house. I never felt loved growing up and it has affected my relationships today with my immediate family. After being emotionally abused basically my entire life, I created a noose in my closet September of 2018. I really could not live anymore and I so badly wanted all the pain to be gone. I couldn’t deal with life every day anymore. It was so exhausting and far too difficult. I wasn’t even living my life; I was just existing. I didn’t see the point of staying anymore.
By K.J. Delmont6 years ago in Psyche
Why Suicide Could be Seen as the Ultimate Self Sacrifice
This is me and my mom. In this photo she is very sick. But she doesn't look it right? That's the beauty of photos, they're a nano second of a moment in time. And that's also the bitch about mental health...you can't see it. I don't think even I wanted to know, or realize, just HOW sick she was here. She hid it well. Especially at this stage. Because this was after about ten years of sheer horror. She was so ashamed and guilty to show the true depths of the pain of she was dealing with.
By ashley sirianni6 years ago in Psyche
Day 1: Sundays Suck When You Are Depressed
I've been wanting to start a blog about my mental wellness journey and seeing an ad for this site seemed like a sign that it was beyond time to start it. You have already missed so many fun times. Not really but a lot of stuff that I feel like is important to share and shed light on. Seeing as I have not been able to get out of bed yet, I'll start this one with a little background.
By Ashley Berryhill6 years ago in Psyche
