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Anxiety Is Often Grief for the Life You Never Lived
Introduction: The Anxiety No One Talks About You wake up restless. There’s no danger, no immediate problem—just that familiar, dull weight in your chest. Maybe you call it anxiety. Maybe you try to outrun it with work, screens, or noise. But beneath that tension might not be fear at all.
By Shoaib Afridi7 months ago in Psyche
Rain Only Falls in Her Dreams
Rain Only Falls in Her Dreams by[javid khan] Nora hadn't slept properly in over a year. Not real sleep—not the kind that wraps you up in something weightless and whole. Doctors called it chronic insomnia. Her therapist called it grief manifesting. Her father, on the rare days he tried, called it "just a phase."
By PROFESSOR PROFESSOR7 months ago in Psyche
The Soul Doesn’t Need a Map.
“I can’t change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination.” - Jimmy Dean Good Morning! A pretty cold and grey one at that. As I half-expected, I lay awake at 4am this morning, contemplating life… my life, and all the little bits in between. Though there are many days when those early morning hours catch up with me later, I actually really enjoy that time. It feels a bit like a weekend, because I get to stay in bed completely guilt-free (I mean, who gets up at that hour? Oh wait… ME! Yesterday, lol). But no, seriously… that’s what it feels like.
By Feral La Femme7 months ago in Psyche
The Silence Between Us
By Nadeem Shah It had been 472 days since we last spoke. Not that I was counting—at least, not anymore. In the beginning, I counted everything. The days since the argument. The hours since I thought about calling. The number of messages I typed and never sent. The seconds I stood outside your door that one night… and turned away.
By Nadeem Shah 7 months ago in Psyche
The Silent Energy Killer You're Ignoring (Hint: It’s Not Sleep)
You emerge from bed after having slept for 8 hours. ". You maintain a strict diet, exercise regularly and adhere to water-based diets. However... by 2PM, you're slogging through mental mud. Your coffee fails. Your focus shatters. The sensation of exhaustion and indecision monopolizes your day. Sound familiar?
By Osman Ahmed7 months ago in Psyche
Anxiety vs. Overthinking: What’s the Real Difference?
In everyday conversations, the terms "anxiety" and "overthinking" are often used interchangeably. You might hear someone say, “I’m just overthinking,” when they’re actually feeling anxious. Or, “I’m having anxiety,” when their mind is simply running in circles about a particular issue. But despite the overlap, anxiety and overthinking are not the same thing.
By Richard Bailey7 months ago in Psyche
Once A Child . Content Warning.
From the moment we open our eyes—crying in a cold, sterile hospital— the conditions of love begin to blossom. Living and growing in our mother’s bellies only holds a safe place for nearly a year before we were quite literally ejected into chaos we didn’t ask for. From that point on there are conditions to the amount of love and respect we receive. From birth when we are “good babies” in the nursery, the nurses praise us for our cooperation, whereas fussy babies, while still looked at as precious cute creations, are deemed more difficult. Though this example is rather vague and lacks depth into the true meaning of conditional love, it is a pivotal reminder of how we enter and leave this world. Alone.
By The Darkest Sunrise7 months ago in Psyche
2025 Is the Year to Take Risks
We’ve all heard it a million times: “Play it safe. Don’t take risks.” But what if this year, 2025, you decide to challenge that advice? The reality is that sticking to what feels comfortable might be the biggest obstacle standing between you and the life you want. Taking risks—smart, purposeful risks—can open doors you didn’t even know existed.
By Kamran Zeb7 months ago in Psyche
Facebook Was My Safe Place—Until It Became a Memory Trap
For most of my twenties, Facebook felt like home. It was where I documented everything that mattered. Birthday dinners, weekend getaways, friend drama (with vague statuses, of course), inside jokes, heartbreaks, and rebounds. It was my personal archive, my social stage, my comfort scroll.
By Kamran Zeb7 months ago in Psyche
