trauma
At its core, trauma can be thought of as the psychological wounds that persist, even when the physical ones are long gone.
It Sounds Cliché, but It's Not—You Are Not Alone
It sounds cliché to say that, I know. But as tired as you may be of hearing it, and as silly as it might sound, it's true. You. Are. Not. Alone. You are not alone in your struggles. You are not alone in your battles. You are not alone in your pain, your loneliness, your mental health, or your experiences. And this is coming from someone who has been living with perpetual feelings of loneliness her entire life.
By Dani Perez8 years ago in Psyche
The Woman with Neck Tattoos
She enters the room, surrounded by an aura that’s nearly palpable. Tattoos cover 75 percent of her skin, some sport neon colors while other are shades of grey and black. Her body is worn and looks as though it could blow away if the wind gust happens to be slightly too strong. Wrinkles on her face, neck, and hands reveal the stress and experiences she has encountered through her life. Years of cigarettes and experimental partying along with birthing five children have taken their toll on the mind and spirit of this once bright-eyed woman.
By Sati Ewers-Kubly8 years ago in Psyche
No One To Save Me - Part 5
No One to Save Me Part 5 There was a remote area our father used to take us; a river under the San Jacinto bridge off hwy 59 towards New Caney. We rarely saw anyone else there. At night it was a haven for the homeless and there were a couple of large barrels used for making a fire. The river flowed swiftly and the drop off was steep. It really was dangerous for anyone to go swimming. A railroad track ran nearby. It is important to note that Walter frequented this spot, considering his pathological behavior.
By Jennifer Reinolds8 years ago in Psyche
PTSD Part Two
I left off in Globe, AZ where my mother had stabbed herself in the leg in an attempt to save my father’s soul. In her delusional state, she had went into hysteria about this. I will continue this story in an effort to show just how devastating mental illness can be, if left untreated.
By Kathleen Williams8 years ago in Psyche
When I Became Homeless
Scarborough 1998, is a place I never will forget. I originally lived in Leeds, but I lost my family and my home due to violence from the community. I moved to Scarborough with the hopes of trying to find some grounding in my life and having a fresh start. It didn't start that way, and my journey was very painful.
By Carol Ann Townend8 years ago in Psyche
Bullying
The recent suicide of a 7th Grader at Jackson Memorial Middle School in Stark County, Ohio didn’t get the same coverage that the shooting on Valentine’s Day at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School in Florida received. Both incidents are tragic. Their families and communities are beyond repair. And that is an understatement.
By Lady Sunday8 years ago in Psyche
A Perfect Storm
All my life, I felt I was not worthy of love. I never felt special. I had dreams, but they were never considered fundamental. As a child, I was creative and impressionable. I was desperate to feel love; my parents rarely showed compassion. I wanted more.
By Z.K. Campbell8 years ago in Psyche
Drowning
I’m not really a party person, yet here I was, standing in the middle of a loud room full of teenagers. I guess the movies weren’t too far off from a typical high school party. I had gone with my sister who had dragged me with her so that she wouldn’t have to be alone. Prom was coming up soon so she wanted to meet more guys who might take her. I felt horribly out of place in a party like this. Everyone was drinking. I don’t drink. Ever.
By Medea Walker8 years ago in Psyche
