trauma
At its core, trauma can be thought of as the psychological wounds that persist, even when the physical ones are long gone.
Last Swim
The man walked slowly and carefully into the water. He felt the waves slap leisurely at his feet. Then his calves. Then his thighs, groin, and stomach. When the water got to his shoulders, the man ducked his head beneath the waves and immersed his entire body in the salty water. It was very cold and there was a strong undercurrent which would like to pull him down if he let it. He didn’t.
By Rollin Jewett5 years ago in Psyche
Waiting for MAID or a drastic change
My decision to seek medical assistance in dying (MAID) is not one that I made hastily or lightly. It has been years of trying to fix myself, but I only seem to be getting worse. This is something that I do not want, but I feel needs to be done. Unless something can drastically change for the better from now until 2023, I do not see a great future for myself. It is one of loneliness and health struggles. My quality of life is only declining. I will still give life a chance until then, however doing this over 30 years now and it only hurts more. I do not see change happening.
By The Bastard Jack5 years ago in Psyche
I'm a strong woman, right? So how did I end up here?
I was never really blind-sided. I didn’t just wake up one random brisk frosty morning in the middle of winter in a completely different world. A painful world. A toxic world. A violent world. Days of chaos and manipulation. Manic highs and frightening lows. A heart full of despair, loneliness, love and hate. A constant cycle of revenge and forgiveness that spiralled into a reality I no longer recognised as factual. A thousand different emotions fused together as one unimaginable weight crushing my chest. My mind spinning, overthinking, seeking solutions as it desperately tries to fight the emotions in my heart to find a way out of this mess. But my mind knows. It’s always known.
By Jodi Nicole5 years ago in Psyche
Saving people from a burning house in Mexico: My own baptism of fire
Dangerous, deadly situations have a special power of slowing time down. They bend time in the most mysterious ways, really. How else to explain how after, the situation drags on so that weeks later you're still experiencing it as if it were happening right now.
By Celesdina Devi5 years ago in Psyche
Perception
She whispers secret words as she stands on the roof top of the skyrise apartment building she’s lived in for the past two years. The sounds carry away on the wind as it whips around her, but the naked longing in her voice travels on the breeze to wrap around the pedestrians that stand on the sidewalk beneath her. They all still, they all inhale deeply and hold it, unknowingly responding to her call. They are mesmerized by her sorrow, though they can’t name the feeling as it blankets them and holds them captive. Above them, scalding tears leave a rosy trail down the slope of her cheek. She cups her hands together and holds them against the agony in her chest.
By Mae Jupiter5 years ago in Psyche
Defining child abuse and what it entails
"Child abuser" is a powerful expression and most of us will tiptoe around it before making serious accusations. Abusive parents hurt their children because they don't realize the impact of their actions and don't think of themselves as abusers. Abused children tend to forgive their parents' behaviors because they think the harm is not intended. Child abuse is a difficult issue to tackle because parents and children do not know what it is to begin with. As a result, no solution is brought up to address child abuse and the consequent psychological trauma children face long after they became adults.
By Flora Silver5 years ago in Psyche
The Story of Me:
It's hard to know where to start this story as I have tried to block out a lot of the hate and pain I went through from birth to 5 years old. This first part of a series of my life as it actually happened is about my early childhood the best I can remember it. This first part might jump around but as we get into my adolescence I promise to follow a more timelined approach to my writing.
By Ethan Slyder5 years ago in Psyche
The Rock Collection
“Laura, watch my tables, I’m going to pop out back for a smoke really quick.” I don’t wait to see if she heard me, I know everyone else did so I slipped out the back door by the walk in freezer. When it gets really hot in the kitchen they prop the back door open and hope for a cool breeze to float through past the grills and ovens. I heard the Spanish music playing in the kitchen as I walked past a row of cars to the little island of trees by the dumpsters.
By Randi Valtierra5 years ago in Psyche
Living With Trauma
Has something ever happened in your life that is always holding a part of you back or making you feel depressed? This sort of this happens to a lot of people and it is nothing to be ashamed of because, in most cases the traumatic events or experiences were not your fault. Moving forward with your life after trauma is an extremely hard thing to do. For some, the trauma causes people to develop depression, post traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) or anxiety. This can then lead to having to see a therapist to heal the pain and work through the trauma. In this article I will be speaking about traumatic experiences such as domestic abuse and bullying. If these topics trigger you I recommend clicking off of this page now.
By Karly Krull5 years ago in Psyche
Abused
Most people who have never experienced it would think that if you are abused sexually it comes from a stranger from a club or even a robber on the street. But most of the time that's far from the truth. The majority of the time it is from those close to us. People that are supposed to protect us. Unfortunately, that is the case for me as well. If I am looking on the bright side, I can say that it wasn't a family member. I was actually sexually abused by two different people. The first time was when I was about 11 or 12 by my big brother's best friend at that time. He would come and touch me and my little sister whenever no one was paying attention. At first, we thought it was a game. We would go around giggling thinking it was fun and we were pretty and cool because an older guy was calling us beautiful and rubbing on us. Soon things began to get more serious and I came to realize that something was wrong. To make sure he didn't do anything to my little sister anymore I would always distract him and let him touch me instead. I thought that was as far as it would go. I was very wrong. One day while everyone was downstairs asleep in the living room he woke me up. He told me that my mom had said for me to go upstairs and sleep in my room. I was so tired I didn't even question it, I was so sleepy that I didn't even make it to the bed. We had bunk beds and I had the top bunk so I just curled up on the carpet. I doze back off. When I wake up again he's already on top of me. I get so scared that I freeze up and don't make a sound. As soon as he entered me I made a noise causing him to cover my mouth. I just remember being so scared and in so much pain that it was like I wasn't even in my own body anymore. Even though it is embarrassing to say I also pooped on myself a little during the process. He was quick to notice. He told me to put it in my mouth to clean it off. I refused. He said if I didn't he would keep going until I have his baby. Since I was so young at the time I didn't know how that all worked, all I knew is that I didn't want to have a baby and I definitely didn't want that thing in my mouth. He finishes and all I did was clean up then go back to bed curled up in a ball. About a week goes by and I'm at school. Suddenly I'm throwing up and not feeling good. Instantly my mind flashes back to that moment. I start panicking and the school calls my mom. I eventually tell my mom what happened and my siblings ended up finding out as well. Since my mom had to take me to get tested and everything they found out since they had to ride with us. I got teased and bullied a lot at that moment. No one but my mom believed me. It was a very traumatic experience. I became depressed. I made many unsuccessful suicide attempts. There is still much more to that story but I will add more once I find out if my story can actually relate to people and reach out to others.
By KAMARIA OKIRO5 years ago in Psyche
