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A Life Unimagined
Dealing with the guilt and pain once the decision to leave has been made, is almost unbearable. Of course, the initial belief in deserving something better, and the determination to make healthier choices helps to keep the feelings just under the surface for a while.
By Misty Boling5 years ago in Psyche
Psychological Openness as a Black Woman in America
This topic will probably upset some people to hear but, hear me out before you judge. Black people are often neglected when it comes to healthcare as a whole. Then we are afraid of “the system.” When I say that, “the system,” I mean if we release or speak too much, it leads us down a path of trouble, not a healing way. How can you be honest if you are worried about your children being taken away from if you say, “too much.” You are afraid they might put something down on your medical record that might “taint” your life in some capacity later on down the road.
By Nia on Air5 years ago in Psyche
Let's Talk About Drugs
Let's talk about drugs. I've done them all. So after years of bad decisions I've got some stories to tell. Maybe a little background first. I'm Luc or Lucas known better as Lucifer, 31, spent my life moving around and was always the odd kid. This made it easy for me to get in with the "wrong crowd" real fast. Anyway I'll come back to that at a later time. So as mentioned I was in with some shady people over the years. I for a time worked as an enforcer for a lady who sold drugs for a well known bike club, in Alberta. I was 21 when I was introduced. It was after buying substantial quantities of meth and coke, personal use but still a half oz. of each at the start... Anyway I was after having been dismissed from service for related reasons and my fiancé had left me after fucking around on me with a cop and filing false charges against me, so I was young, angry, and willing to fight with a heavy addiction problem. I got introduced and apparently they seen potential because I got offered work before I wanted or needed it. I accepted anyway. The first job was to deal with an informant. Guy was a piece of shit, used to threaten my buddy's old lady and her 4 year old daughter, guy even tried to steal my car once...
By Lucas Veres5 years ago in Psyche
Professionals Don't Always Know Best
For years, I was plagued with physical illness's like nausea and headaches. Sometimes my migraines would be so bad that I would fall to the ground and just squeeze my temples, waiting for it to end. My nausea would be so bad that I had to stay in my bed all day, unable to even enjoy a simple car ride. Everything I ate, made me bloated and sick. This was an every day thing for me, not like it stopped me from eating food or anything, I always kept up with eating, I LOVE food. That is why I was so upset. I went to the doctor every few months for blood work, my primary care doctor had me on Zofran for years for nausea. She gave that to me about 5 years ago and still to this day, I get nausea on a daily. I have gone through periods where I had acid reflex and could not eat ANYTHING with citrus at all or else it would just come right back up. I was SO tired and just wanted answers.
By Katherine Estelle5 years ago in Psyche
I am not shy… I am an introvert!
I watch my phone ring and ring and ring. Wait for it to stop and sigh with relief. I hate, and I do not use this word lightly, talking on the phone. Want me to respond to you? Text me and I will invite you to a texting marathon. Hi, I am an introvert and this is my struggle.
By Nisha Nandakumar5 years ago in Psyche
Fear Of Being Forgotten
Fear Of Being Forgotten: Loss and Confidence Kristyn Meyer is on a journey to make herself the best human that she can be. These posts are a reflection of that. She welcomes your support via reading and through commissioned affiliate links within her posts! To stay up to date on all of her shenanigans, please subscribe to her email list! (psst…there’s a free gift involved)
By Kristyn Meyer5 years ago in Psyche
The Magdalene Healer
One of the recurring themes in my psychoses is that I am the reincarnation of Mary Magdalene. I am not sure if it’s residual damage from years of Catholic School, an interest in the Gnostics, studying psychology or being studied by psychologists.
By Diane Bancroft5 years ago in Psyche
Why I broke up with my mentally unwell friend
“Don’t set yourself on fire trying to keep others warm.” - Penny Reid. You might think my story is shocking, and you might think I’m a bad friend, even a bad person. But that’s the point of this story. We are often so afraid of the judgment of others, that we stay in situations that hurt us for way too long.
By Sarah K Brandis5 years ago in Psyche
Drug Psychosis
I was completely unhappy with my situation I got myself into. I had unpaid bills, that I couldn't afford to pay & didn't want to. I was thinking it was unfair the businesses were charging me to use resources that came from natural resources & the way it was delivered to my house had been in place for over ten years. Besides they were adding interest to a bill I couldn't afford to pay in the first place, how does that make any sense? I also had a communications bill, that I had requested to be audited. They had charged me for an access I had not used since they connected me to another access. They also disconnected all my communication & internet access at a certain value, then tried to keep billing me for services unable to be used. I had unanswered questions of how my voice could be heard within my head. A communication company would make some sense. It was as if my inner voice was being projected extreme distances & only they could hear all of my words. Its as if people were able to connect to me if they wanted to be heard. Who else could create a digital signal from a persons mind? Maybe the government, or maybe a privately owned recoveries agency. I believed I was being gaslighted to be bullied into paying my bills. By unhappy voices who thought it was unfair, not to be responsible for your own expenses. Up until this time I had always paid for everything, but my drug addiction was taking priority over essentials. All of my money was budgeted around being able to afford enough methamphetamine to have my shot every day. It was my biggest concern, my whole life revolved around it. A community usually looks down on illicit drug consumers. They are seen as a burden to society, assuming they are responsible for causing most illegal activity. Making a society complacent with disrespectful behaviors & attitudes & judges them as not being able to live a normal life like everyone else. The first voices communicating with me were opinionated & judgemental on my lifestyle, they were interrogating seeking information, trying to make me responsible for my actions. They were humiliating, personal & seemed like they had a hidden agenda. They were trying to control the way I thought, by using sounds to highlight unacceptable words. It was like they were exposing me in every single way with no boundaries. It seemed like some sort of torture treatment, continuous pressure trying to get me to breaking point. Threats of doing the same thing to my family members, with no concern for basic human rights. Obviously these voices did not care for me, they were trying to discredit me & my actions, turning voices against me. This treatment started after I had thoughts of holding the federal government accountable for my drug problem. My thoughts were; well they are not protecting me from the exposure to drugs, how are they doing their jobs if drugs are still easily available from several sources? Surely they would be aware of everything regarding illegal substances, with their resources & task forces, how could they not be? I blamed them for being able to have all the control over the availability of methamphetamine. If I could hear my voices & they could all hear each other, how could it be possible that the law enforces could not gain access to this communication? It seemed real to me. I expressed my opinion on a certain situation I was experiencing, shifting the responsibility from me to someone else. It was like my opinion was not acceptable so I had to be punished for it. I was traveling along the freeway when I noticed a business car from one of the companies I owed money too, they swerved towards me & said pay your bills. I was receiving a lot of spam email requesting money from me. I had debt recovery agencies contacting me, all of my financial issues were building up. It was like I was being approached in all communication forms, I even saw shark patterns in the clouds, I was being circled trapped in. The voices were not concerned for my well being they were in it for themselves. Gaining what they wanted, what they set out to do, like it was a planned attack. A large group of voices came in loud pressuring me, expressing their opinion & wanting me to attend to my swimming pool because it was giving off an odor. They were trying to achieve their objectives together as a team against me, planned with a clear intent. Would it be possible a group of people could come together & gaslight a person in society in this way?
By Tamika Muir5 years ago in Psyche
