depression
It is not just a matter of feeling sad; discover an honest view of the mental, emotional and physical toll of clinical depression.
Fighting for Myself
Who’s that girl? You know the annoying one who is always smiling and her ponytail is always bopping along so annoying right? Yeah that’s what my good friend said she thought of me before she really knew me and got to know my layers. I am always hiding, hiding behind a fake smile, a mask if you will. It’s so easy too, no one wants to know the depressed anxious girl and deal with all her issues. No one wants to hear anything other than the standard “I’m great!” when they ask how you are doing today. If you said “Actually I really need a friend today” or “I couldn’t sleep all night because I have crippling anxiety,” can you imagine the uncomfortable silence and awkward situation afterwards as the person tries to slowly back up and get away from you? Yeah, no thanks. Fake smile and standard response it is.
By Candy Kelly7 years ago in Psyche
I Am Not Defective
For those of you have seen the South Park series, you will know this picture from the episode Up The Down Steroid where Cartman pretends to be mentally disabled to win a $1000 (which he fails of course) in the Special Olympics, while Jimmy takes steroids to up his game. Jimmy finds out that Cartman cheated, but at the same time realized that he cheated himself at the many events and renounces his medal, hoping to complete with honor the next time around.
By Johann Hollar7 years ago in Psyche
Depression
Let's not hold back here. Depression is completely shattering. It shatters relationships, families; LIVES. I cannot begin to tell you how many times my depression had shattered good things I loved having in my life. And you know what happens after all those good things are gone? More depression. More over thinking. More just 'wanting to die' and 'I can't do this anymore'. And it feels no matter what you do, depression is right around the corner waiting patiently for your unsettling appearance, just to wear you down a thousand times more.
By Cheyenne Mcbee7 years ago in Psyche
Depression Is Real
Depression is attacking our generation. It's so easy to feel defeated. We can dread getting out of bed. Dread going to work at our jobs. Dread taking a long commute to get there or dread being around certain people. We can dread certain situations. Dread our obligations. There are a variety of situations that can make us completely unhappy. Especially if they seem to draw out for a long time.
By Karina Nistal7 years ago in Psyche
Fight the Feeling
According to the Anxiety and Depression Association of America, over three percent of the American population suffers from depression at some point in their life. Many people who have this diagnosis do not seek medical treatment and choose to suffer alone. This can be detrimental to one's health, but if you are one that must bear this burden, know that there are things you can do to fight the negative feelings and keep your depression symptoms from completely taking over. You may make some routine changes to make things a tad bit better.
By Paisley Hansen7 years ago in Psyche
Dancing with Death
Hamlet said it best. “To be, or to not to be, that is the question,” the question of the hour, the week. In fact, it is the question of life. “To be or to not to be?” To live or to die? And there I was, in that moment. Would he chose life? Would he go on to make me feel awful another day? As it was, it was my fault. At least that’s what he said. It was my fault. I left him when he needed me most, but is it really my fault that that part in my life was over. I recognized that he was dragging me down. I had to get out of that relationship. He made me suicidal. He made me hurt. And yet, here I was. In this moment.
By Hannah Rose7 years ago in Psyche
Inner Demons: Loneliness
My loneliness stifles me. At times I think about it and it tears my soul apart. It makes me feel small. It takes away all my dignity, and shreds it right before my eyes. At any moment if I try to piece myself back together, it rears its ugly head once again.
By Sonia Morreira7 years ago in Psyche
Meet My Friend: Melancholic Smith
I find solace in a dark room. The soft raindrops against my window actually feel comforting, but once again I find myself stuck inside my own mind. I’m racing through hallowed corridors, trying desperately to find a way out. It’s actually darker in there than it is outside right now. I can see through the iris, but can only decipher the numbers on my alarm clock. There’s a sharp pain in the right side of my head and I wince.
By Paulina Pachel7 years ago in Psyche
