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

Daily Life with Mental Illness
What is mental illness? Let's get one thing straight; as per the dictionary definition, a mental illness is a medical problem and it should be treated as seriously as a heart attack would be. The side effects include but are not limited to, crippling depression, anxiety, thoughts of paranoia, lose or increase of appetite, hallucinations, insomnia, and even suicide. Having a mental illness is nothing to be ashamed of. In the following paragraphs, I will be describing the hardest parts of living with a mental illness, how it is to be controlled by a mental illness, whether society as a whole truly understands what it's like to suffer with a mental illness on a daily basis, and question if a person can ever begin to be at ease with their mental illness.
By Waverleigh Rose Garlington7 years ago in Psyche
6 Phrases Mentally Ill People Are TIRED of Hearing . Top Story - September 2018.
1. "It's all in your head." Ah. I wager everyone alive has heard this one, whether from a well-meaning coworker or a confused friend faced with the irritable, messy, realness of your emotions: it's all in your head. A lot of times, it's meant in a supportive way—maybe what they mean is, "One day, you won't feel like this," or "things aren't as bad as they seem," or "it's not your fault—it's your brain."
By Felecia Burgett7 years ago in Psyche
The Dissection of Me
The night had grown pitch black, with thundering skies. Only the frequent flashes of lightning to reveal the earth. The boy, no older than thirteen, held himself hunched over in the rain.
By Tristan Crosby7 years ago in Psyche
An Open Letter from Someone Who Gives Too Much
"It's better to give than to receive" is something that has been engrained in us since we were young, but is that really true? I know for a fact that helping others does in fact help me feel good, but there is a limit.
By Abby W7 years ago in Psyche
Cloudless Night
I never expected myself to ever be capable of saving a life. I tread through the suburban forest, mud slapping against my rain boots on my way back from Powaonhook Beach. More of a dirty mixture of mud, sand and the occasional raccoon rummaging for food scraps than a beach; nevertheless, this is where I went to lay down on a picnic table and open my eyes to catch all the lights sprinkled across the sky.
By Mike Hannigan7 years ago in Psyche
LGBTQ+ and... Paedophilia?
I recently read an Independent Article about self-proclaimed paedophile Todd Nickerson defending his right to paedophilic thoughts and comparing it to sexual orientation—which, as a gay man, deeply offended me and my love. I wanted to delve deeper into this topic and share some of my thoughts.
By Richard Thought7 years ago in Psyche
I Just Need to Let It All Out!
It has been a really bad few weeks. I just feel like the whole world is against me. Nothing is going my way and I feel like I can't cope. No one seems to understand how bad it is getting. I have no one I can really confide it, no one who is willing to give me that kind of attention. I know that sounds selfish, but sometimes that is what you need. Just someone to pay constant attention to you, to make you feel like you matter, and that you are wanted and loved. I mean, I am surrounded by people who love me, but I can't tell them what I'm really feeling. They just don't understand. I just feel like the whole world is passing by and I am in slow motion.
By Crazy Unicorn7 years ago in Psyche
Fat Shaming and Colorism
What I have begun to realize and even started to study since I have been in Haiti is the complexes which people face. I’ve realized that many Haitian people put unnatural amounts of thought into very old, American, ideals of beauty. What concerns me more is not what they are focused on, but why they are still focused on these clearly outdated ways of thinking. I’m not sure if it is lack of exposure to information that keeps these ideals running, but I have started to explain that things in the Western world are different. Not only am I comfortable with my body image and weight, but I am comfortable in my skin as well. I think part of the colorist complex comes from the notion that black is a dark color and not understood as a race or culture.
By Alyssa Renee7 years ago in Psyche
6-Year-Old Saves Depressed Teenage Babysitter from Suicide
Victri had moved from Nigeria to Canada before her eighteenth birthday, the first time leaving her parents. To pay her rent, she passionately babysits TITi, every other week.
By bellover prays7 years ago in Psyche
Afraid
Was I born wretched? Were we all born evil? Or were we born into evil? We are all of that and everything in between. We have the ability to be wretched, kind, amazing, evil. Damn. Thinking about it, I didn't realize how fucking terrible I would feel throughout my 23 years of living. You think it's all rainbows and sunshine? Here's a tip, it's NOT. Even when you conquer one obstacle, there's plenty more to follow. Sounds depressing, doesn't it? Well, it's depressing to try and completely be okay and joyous every single day and have life fuck you. You thought you were doing so well. You probably were doing well. Then you kind of just stop caring. I'm not saying being positive is a bad thing but you can't run from suffering—you CAN'T. I've been there, masking all of the things I was going through and I broke, man. It almost came to a point to where I wanted to end my life. I felt like a stuffed animal, with all of this repressed sadness and anger towards life. I was swallowing any outlet that I could find to feel better. I was in this dark, dark place so far deep I couldn't swim or move. Life is fucking crazy and its an every day battle and it's hard to accept it.
By Nicolette Heisler8 years ago in Psyche
Somewhere Between Certainty and Doubt
Belief is in our blood. We will kill for our ideals, ideologies, and belief systems. We naturally seek certainty and structure, yet we all grow weary of structure as time chugs along. We tend to doubt. We doubt our morals. We doubt our worth. We doubt our perception. Our fickle brains take sledgehammers to everything that we once believed to be true. Order descends into chaos as the dragon of doubt burns down the kingdom we have spent centuries constructing. Better things grow from that destruction. Flowers reach from the stone the very next spring, giving way to brand new ideas. Certainty and doubt should not be mutually exclusive, for they are both very necessary. Juxtaposing certainty and doubt creates extremes that will only destroy and leave us stagnant.
By David Hawkins III8 years ago in Psyche
How Our Bodies Are Holding Us Back
Why is it we wonder, in an age that so glorifies the toil for perfection, how we've come to view our bodies through such a distorted lens? Our society praises those who strive, who suffer in the name of success, for the sake of admonishing those who settle- leaving us to question just who could dare to be seen as anything other than unattainable? As a collective, we've stripped ourselves of our humanity, layer by layer, in favour of growing a new skin: One of invincibility. We've come to associate being at our peak with being untouchable, but set it at too steep a climb for the majority to make- marking not only the expectation, but the demand that we reach the top, in a trembling flag at its summit.
By The Daily Muse8 years ago in Psyche