humanity

Mental health is a fundamental right; the future of humanity depends on it.

Peaks and Valleys
Sadie slammed the door to her room and collapsed on her bed, screaming in and punching her pillow. She felt helpless and in deep despair. After a few minutes, the tears came pouring out. They seemed endless. And then, just like that, they stopped. Sadie felt lighter and a sense of peace washed over her for the first time in months; perhaps years. At that moment, a sunbeam coming through her window caught her attention. It was shining on a little black notebook on her floor. Her mother had gotten it for her as a gift. She knew that Sadie was going through a hard time and thought that maybe writing out her feelings and struggles would help. Sadie didn’t like the idea at first, especially since her relationship with her mom was rather tumultuous at this point. But right now, she was desperate. And she also took it as a sign. So she picked up the notebook and began writing.
By Jennifer Weatherly5 years ago in Psyche
Shhh...
I was recently asked if I could please stop talking about suicide. They felt that I talk about the subject too much, and that I use the hashtags just as much, and that by my continuing to talk about suicide and suicide awareness, I will only encourage others to commit suicide themselves. They proceeded to tell me that they had a relative who committed suicide and that if it was not for people like me talking about it, they feel, that person would still be alive.
By Max M Power5 years ago in Psyche
Seeing with your Bad Eye
Have you ever gone to the eye doctor to get your eyes checked, and needed some sort of corrective lenses? Is one eye worse than the other, even by a small fraction, technically speaking? Before obtaining these glasses or contacts, did you ever put more of your focus on your good eye, maybe even closing the ‘bad’ one, or covering it up with your hand in order to perform some daily tasks or see something small and maybe far away?
By J. Lee5 years ago in Psyche
The Art of Being Transfixed
This reflection was inspired by reading an article from the Psychology Today website, Feeling Intensely: The Wounds of Being “Too Much” by Imo Lo, Psychology Today psychotherapist, art therapist, coach and author of the book Emotional Sensitivity and Intensity. Lo talks about some people having a much greater sensitivity than others and looks at both positive and negative aspects of this personality type.
By jacki fleet5 years ago in Psyche
Sideways Eights
When I first sat down at my little black school desk with my unnecessary dual monitors and overpowered computer, it was Friday morning. I had just gotten my hair cut from the messy mop of brown it was and felt great. I open my windows and invite the sun into my bedroom. I turn on Johnny Cash in the background like my normal writing routine. I hate country, but something about Johnny Cash hits a chord with me. Maybe in a past life I favored the patriarchy a lot more. I never really examine my life too much. I’ve become preoccupied with the Towers falling, one of our country’s worst recessions, a pandemic, and terrorists attacking my country’s capitol.
By Jacob Schleien5 years ago in Psyche
A Little Black Book, A Big Black Bag and A Screaming New Beginning
There are many screams you can hear in the desert at night. If you dare face the silence with patience, sometimes you can discern clues to the unfolding story. Screams of love, terror, exhaustion, or exaltation. There are endless narratives that can be heard shrieking through the darkness. The real truth to those tales are known only by those from which the screams came from. For everyone else, they can leave it to the birds.
By Jessie Foley5 years ago in Psyche
Can One Create His Own Values?
Is one's mind not prejudiced and obstinately entrenched in the burrows of dogma? Be nice, pure, and kind, yes? With time, I have painfully conceded that niceness is a sham. Niccolò Machiavelli was aware of this, and in his book The Prince, he writes: "Men are so simple and so much inclined to obey immediate needs that a deceiver will never lack victims for his deceptions." These words, I reckon, are radically redemptive for humanity. The reality of the nice and virtuous is in the limbo of deceit and treachery. Machiavellianism is the unscrupulous practice of duplicity to further one's cause. Unbeknownst to humans, their savior Jesus of Nazareth has predisposed them to the traditional Christian wisdom of niceness and blighted their comprehension. René Descartes needs revision. "I think, therefore I am" must be "Religion thinks, therefore I am."
By Saugat Menon5 years ago in Psyche
Angh
The sun dressed my skin in the warm glow of morning. 19th July- Afternoon In a small coastal town situated in the lower-right quadrant of a bay, is the space I reside in. There is no-thing in particular that gives me a sense of belonging here, here was just what was. There is the coastal town itself, a former decorated resort before the war economic changes in the form of gradual decline and globalisation lead to travellers going further afield. All that remained; stayed and slowly over the course of time what stayed, ceased-defunct. There is an enigmatic property to these rural towns, some untapped history of value, hiding in the sheer red cliffs and the lumbering pines that overhang them these giants rise above the shore, mussels greet the tide from their sleepy seaweed digs against vivid red sands which give way to abyssal calm waters, contrasting themselves to an endless sky. At dawn the sun rises skyward from the ocean-depths taking its mantle on the horizon, directly above a holy-white aisle only a fool would think they could touch the altar.
By Matthew5 years ago in Psyche
Trash
The thoughts pour in silently. A steady stream of chaos. This shirt is too tight. She can tell you’re sucking it in. Did he just look at your ass? Probably because it looks gross in these pants. Oh God, she feels bad for you, huh? She has to. I mean, look at you. Quick, smile back.
By Ghost.5 years ago in Psyche
Putting a name to Empath
Hi there, I’m Mz Leigh. I prefer to use somewhat of a pseudonym (Leigh is a given name) to remain centered as I write. More often than not, I find myself changing my behavior depending on who I am around or place that I’m in. It’s more like all of the thoughts in my head take over to the needs of my surroundings, which of course would end up changing certain behaviors. This makes it incredibly hard for me to sit down and solely listen to my thoughts and my needs. So I’ve created a character of sorts that I can channel when I need to focus on her…me.
By Mz Leigh5 years ago in Psyche
2am Chronicles
It’s two in the morning as I’m writing this and the only thing on my mind is, fuck! Insomnia is one of the biggest pains in my life. It’s funny that it’s also the most consistent thing I’ve got going on, next to bills and my podcast. If I can’t depend on anything else, I can depend on insomnia coming in like a crackhead during a 3am stroll.
By Anthony Anthem5 years ago in Psyche
Being attractive has made me self conscious
I was not the prettiest child. My nose was always bigger than my face, and I had a thick, dark unibrow until I was twelve. I got called a bird more times than I would care to admit. My parents split up when I was four, got back together when I was eight, and split up again when I was eleven. My mom left us for good that time, and I have only talked to her a couple of times since to say hi to my younger half brothers.
By Cosmo Carr5 years ago in Psyche