coping

Life presents variables; learning how to cope in order to master, minimize, or tolerate what has come to pass.

Aporia: Goddess of Transformation and Change
Lately, I have been experiencing these mental blocks. Upon a conversation with a close friend of mine, I have discovered that I am currently suffering from anxiety and depression. Well, it is not so much of a discovery, as the desire to work on myself has finally manifested in my life. I think my mental blocks could be a result of my depression, which projects its fears and worries onto the faces of those in my life, making me think that they hate me. I know that the odds of them actually hating me are probably non-existent, but I still get consumed with the fears of them talking behind my back. I have to fight against the desire to bend over backwards for them to gain their approval in light of this personal information, but it is difficult—I am such a people pleaser.
By Authentically Me7 years ago in Psyche
Some of My Problems
If I understood the things I understand now from five years ago, I believe I would be in a different place, but now that I am here, I wonder where I will be in five years? From being a kid to now, in one of Alaska’s villages, I never did understand some of the things I had problems with, my parents didn’t understand because they understood the church, the nature around the village, food to prepare, jobs, and more or less, the western world. I wasn’t any different from them. They had taught me about church, hunting and gathering, and I was learning from school. Learning the culture we have in AK, and the history of America and praying. In between the only events that go on, I grew like anybody in the village would, playing with everybody around the village.
By yuk7 years ago in Psyche
It's Okay, Not to Be Okay
I feel broken. I've felt like this for years, but it wasn't always this way. As a child and even into my young teens, I was an outgoing person. I could talk to anyone. I still can, but it's different now. It's more forced. I can feel my body draining of its emotional and mental energy. It's a show... or maybe a hope on my part. It's a hope that maybe one day I'll return to normal. But what is my normal? I can't remember anymore.
By Kira Frascella7 years ago in Psyche
Sleeping and Anxiety
I have always had sleeping problems. While I do not consider myself an insomniac, I know that my inability to shut off my brain, so to speak, at night has caused me stress since my middle school years.
By S.E. Reinero7 years ago in Psyche
The Best Approaches for Eliminating Depression
Depression is among the deadliest mental conditions anyone can have. However, being depressed is, to some extent, normal in life because of the many challenges we encounter every day. If you are depressed right now, therefore, don’t panic or lose hope, because like millions of people before you, you are guaranteed of finding help for as long as you seek it. There are a host of medical as well as natural remedies to your problem. Here are a few of them.
By Flora Mayer7 years ago in Psyche
Overcoming a Phobia
Balloons 🎈 They’re pretty and fun for most people, BUT... My son has a balloon phobia—is there a a medical term for that? I’ll Google it in a bit.
By Elizabeth Nunez7 years ago in Psyche
My Struggle with Sleep
Salvation, thy name is bedtime… at least it used to be. Most students, if not all of them, struggle at some point with getting a good night’s sleep. Despite teenagers on average needing about eight hours of sleep daily to function properly, most of us hardly ever reach that mark. Whether it be pulling that all-nighter the night before an exam, partying until early in the morning or a few of those nagging thoughts deciding to play on your mind right before turning in, sleep often takes a back seat during Uni.
By Katie Heyes7 years ago in Psyche
How Photography Saved My Life
Hi, my name is Karl-Heinz and I am a recent high school graduate. High school was a tough time for me. I'm pretty sure it was a tough time for everyone, but high school was just terrible for me. Now all of this started my freshman year in high school. Now my brother also went to the same high school as me—he was a senior-—and so there was already a sense of acceptance on my first day. Now throughout high school, not a lot happened until I reached my junior year. That's when everything went south.
By Karl Heinz7 years ago in Psyche
Remembering Talia Joy Castellano AKA TaliaJoy18
This is the personal blog I wrote after attending Talia’s Celebration of Life Event; I am sharing it again because July 16, 2019 marks six years since she became our Guardian angel. I miss and love her beyond measure. Please donate to Talia's Legacy children’s cancer foundation in her memory!
By Melissa Hevenor The Psychic In Your Pocket7 years ago in Psyche
Helping Your Child With Mental Illness
I was 13 the first time anyone noticed I was struggling. My grades in school started to slip, I lost friends, and I began to isolate myself. It was scary to have people ask me questions and want to change my routine. I didn't trust them, I thought, "There's no way they will understand this." While I still understand this thought, I realize that it was not 100 percent the case.
By the.unstable.sibling7 years ago in Psyche
You Can't Pour From an Empty Glass
My husband has Crohn's Disease. He was diagnosed in November 2017 after a year-long battle with the illness that left him 60 lbs lighter, missing 14 inches of the small intestine that was taken out—because it was necrotic—following a colostomy, and an ileostomy, both of which have since been taken down. His surgeon described his GI tract as "looking like a bomb went off inside him," and stated that he wouldn't have been alive by Christmas 2017 if they hadn't caught it when they did. We had been dating for two months at this point.
By Lex C.7 years ago in Psyche
Those Left Behind
Today I attended the final chapter in the life of a 40 year old young man, he had a lived a full life, albeit short. Diagnosed with a brain tumour 12 months ago, he stayed positive and underwent two major operations, chemotherapy, and experimental treatment all to no avail. Throughout that time he never complained, moaned or showed any signs of self pity, when friends and family failed to hide their emotions, he would simply say ‘it is, what it is’. A truly remarkable young man.
By FK Hoff7 years ago in Psyche