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I Have Bad Brains ⚡
This is the final part of a three-part series about what it is like to deal with dyslexia, seizures, memory loss, and being afflicted with generally bad brains. Check out these 👇.
By Lightning Bolt ⚡5 years ago in Psyche
It Can't Just Be Me
When the pandemic started, I didn't really have a care in the world. I was happily (or so I thought) married, I had a great career that I had recently been promoted in, and I was healthy. What I did not know was that I would later be brutally attacked by my soon to be ex, lose my career inevitably because of her, and have to pack a bag with only one week's worth of clothing and run away to my friend's house.
By Akiah Thomas5 years ago in Psyche
In a City of Lights
Pain... an emotion that has been with me my entire life, an emotion so powerful that it has pushed me to try harder and to not try at all. On many occasions I think why bother trying when no one is watching, why try when that girl I like at work doesn't like me back and that pushes me back into the corner of loneliness and I start wondering about all the things that make me unlovable, stressful, undesirable hell even hated and that brings me back to the question that wracks my brain till this very second..."Why?" I do all that I can to impress someone that I've found interest in and I'm considered a "try hard, simp, weirdo" but when I barely try I get people calling me "quiet kid, the guy who might kill us if we bully him too much, psycho, rude" I've tried to follow the trends and it doesn't work. I've tried for so long to be the good guy and look for love in this city of lights and to fail so many times at even getting a first date that I feel destined to die alone, forgotten, unloved, and devoid of emotion. I've tried steeling my emotions and not wearing my heart on my sleeve and the people I find myself growing romantic feelings for suddenly think I hate them or I am mean. At this current point in time I have four romantic interests, A friend who knows of my feelings for them and has never given me a for sure answer but I care about them too much to stop talking to them and doing stuff for them as I've told them many times, A new coworker that I find attractive but unfortunately is already spoken for, A customer turned employee that for almost a year I've been speaking to just told me that they too are in a relationship that has been going on for almost 2 years and I was none the wiser because their partner never came up in conversation and I didn't want to ask because I felt that it was a really personal question, and finally the person that I added on social media that I found attractive and had been wanting to talk to for a while now, that person if my current trends are still accurate will more than likely reject me outright. I've tried dating apps, in person interactions and going to bars and every single form of socializing has led to me being rejected, hurt and in pain. I have longed for someone to love me for so long and have failed at fulfilling that longing that nothing seems worth doing anymore. The lack of companionship that I on the daily to forget, always finds itself back in my face more worse than the last time. I see the benefits of being a lone wolf but its something about companionship that just pulls me in and I hate it, I see couples everyday in my store and they seem happy, my friends are now starting to get married and have kids seem to be living their best life and here I am still single and ready to mingle but no one wants to mingle with me. People go out with their buddies--- I have no buddies, I try and make friends--- they only want to use my skill set and money, I try to pursue love interests--- I get rejected. I am so sick of getting rejected and hurt that I genuinely hate my short comings with a passion. Nowadays I try and look at society like a credit score and what I mean by that is if your societal credit score is trash you are destined for failure in society and unlike financial credit there is very little you can do to raise it. As a male in todays society I am expected to suck it up and keep on pushing, as Chris Rock once said "Only women, children and, dogs are loved unconditionally, a man is only loved on the condition that he can provide something--" and personally I only agree with that at about 80 percent primarily due to the fact that some people are in relationships where the female is the only one bringing home money and the guy sits at home doing nothing, now I've tried to come to the logical conclusion as to how those relationships work and I still can't figure it out as to how those relationships with that type of dynamic make it for as long as they do and I'm still sitting here unable to even get a first date. I've seen relationships that start off on freaking Tik Tok and I can't even send a message without being left on read, like seriously what am I doing wrong that all I get at the end of the day is a list of rejected actions and a punch to the emotional stomach. Studies have shown that you are more likely to find someone you get into a romantic relationship with at work then the chances of you getting hit by a city bus and at this point I'm about ready to just let the bus hit me.
By Joe White5 years ago in Psyche
Personal Affects of COVID-19
I didn’t appreciate life until this pandemic. This pandemic is strange. Yet for me to understand why it’s a global thing issues my mind to play as something special and beckon on the matter of the coming days. The coming days resembles the times of the future. Which breaks my heart in more drastic ways than leaving a relationship. I have no hope that this pandemic will end and life will “return back to normal” because what was “normal”? Normal yet out of my morally speaking way of being I view that normality and things were never correct. They were never precise to the will of what my heart believed in for the world and certainly never as safe of a place that’s it’s supposed to be and not the way humanity planted the ways of the world to realistically be. In common era we live in fear and it’s horrific, horrible, terrible, scary, frightening, and almost completely condescending. I mean many care but there is many more that don’t and that’s a pressing issue for the entire globe. That those that do not care are creating more fear and hate in a place that doesn’t need it.
By Keanna Barry 5 years ago in Psyche
You wanted to know why I didn't call
The sun breaks through the wild apple tree and she’s kneeling, glowing in the dappled green light with her basket and gloves ready. She smiles that smile only a mother’s love for a still innocent boy can give – though she still smiles at me like that, unconditionally. And she beckons me. I move over to her, and she hands me a trowel to help her dig over the garden. This is one of my earliest memories. She showed me many gentle things.
By Jacopo Mulini5 years ago in Psyche
I Have Bad Brains
I have a fucked-up brain. ⚡⚡ 😁👍 ⚡⚡ My grey matter has always been a little bit sketchy. Exhibit A: I'm pretty sure I have some form of dyslexia. And yet still, I aspire to be a writer. That in itself is pretty crazy, right? My dream is to be a famous author... and I cannot spell for shit. It's a serious impediment for a storyteller because, as it turns out, words are the most vital tool of a writer's craft. And it's stunning how universally people detest misspellings. Stunning! 😨
By Lightning Bolt ⚡5 years ago in Psyche
A Game of Memory
I have a preoccupation with memory. I have vivid memories before the age of 7 and after the age of about 20, but in between blank spaces exist. Emotions without pictures, sensations without words. There also exist specific memories heightened by specific dialogue, setting and startling visuals. Visuals that I sometimes dream about to this day. They would derail my sleep and transport me through time like a masochistic time traveler.
By Jennifer Regis5 years ago in Psyche
My Gentle Return to Sanity
The past few weeks have been stressful, to say the least. Between firing my marketing team, narrowly avoiding a mental breakdown, going through withdrawals while cycling off a high dose of antidepressants, and remembering my late fiance on the third anniversary of her death, all while trying to enjoy a two week road trip through the PNW; I felt like I haven't been able to catch up until now.
By Jackson Sherry5 years ago in Psyche
Manic Autistic Pixie
As a fun little welcome-to-the-show, i'll start personal. Ever since I had reached the age where myself and my peers were aware of the trope, I had been associated with it. I saw these characters who were slightly off but enjoying it in a very feminine way and I felt a kinship to them, like they were the endgame I was striving for. I loved dying my hair, watching kids shows, took up weird hobbies and fixated on whatever shiny object attracted my crow-brain.
By Alex Brown5 years ago in Psyche
They All Had Glow Sticks
Her glowing fluorescent head was green. It flashed on when I squeezed her. Nobody understood my urgency in losing her, my glow worm doll in this madhouse. I had her since I was six years old. Her phosphorescent light had been my guide so many times in this life. When I was six, it had been because I was afraid of the dark in my bedroom at night. When I had been ten I needed light alone at night in that same room for very different reasons.
By cora lynnish5 years ago in Psyche
Just Deal With It
Anytime life gets hard and we feel like giving up there's always someone there to tell us to just deal with it. But why, why the heck should we suffer? Why do people feel the need to tell us to suck it up and just deal with it? Is this really how life is supposed to be? We're just supposed to go through life uncomfortable and just accepting peoples terrible behaviors because we have to pay bills or because we want to hangout with family and friends?
By LeAnn Murch5 years ago in Psyche
Somewhere Along the Spectrum: Transcending Duality
Call it what you will, there have been many names for it throughout the millennia. In the beginning, or perhaps more accurately, a beginning, seeing as we live in a vast, infinite, multidimensional universe, there was the big bang, that point of singularity, unity, and the great creator did issue out the great primordial om, speaking into existence all that, 'I am." As Spiritual Leader Echart Tolle noted in this regard, "You are not in the universe, you are the universe, an intrinsic part of it. Ultimately, you are not a person, but a focal point where the universe is becoming conscious of itself. What an amazing miracle...You are here to enable the divine purpose of the universe to unfold. That is how important you are!" And perhaps the greatest exemplification of this is the way that as human beings, we all have the desire to grow, expand, and create, which is the very personification of the true essence of the universe.
By Aaron M. Weis5 years ago in Psyche