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A solid support system is invaluable for one's recovery from psychiatric illness and mental health issues.
I’m the One Who Never Falls Apart—Until I Did
By Nadeem Shah I’ve always been “the strong one.” You know the type—the person who listens at 2 a.m. when someone needs to vent, who holds space for tears that aren’t their own, who never seems to crack no matter how heavy the storm gets. That was me.
By Nadeem Shah 7 months ago in Psyche
Reiki Training
Two hours are not enough time to teach three levels of Reiki. An overview? Yes. We had 17 participants. I attuned 10 participants for level one and 7 for level two. One Reiki Master had co-workers attending the class, and she gave 7 level one attunements, and was going to give most of them level two and three attunements on the job.
By Denise E Lindquist7 months ago in Psyche
The Silence Around Hypersexuality: What Survivors of Sexual Abuse Aren’t Saying — and Why It Matters. Content Warning.
When Survival Looks Like Shame Hypersexuality isn’t often included in conversations about trauma recovery. It’s the messy, uncomfortable truth that doesn’t fit the popular image of the “damaged but quiet” survivor. But the reality is that many people who’ve experienced sexual abuse develop an intense, compulsive relationship with sex — not because they enjoy it, but because their body and brain are trying to reclaim control.
By No One’s Daughter7 months ago in Psyche
Xanax Detox: More Than Just Irritability . Top Story - July 2025.
I was prescribed Xanax for severe Generalized Anxiety Disorder. It helped me function at first. But early on—and I mean right away—my doctor prescribed me 8 mg of extended release Xanax per day. That’s not a dosage I slowly worked up to. That was the starting point.
By Annie Edwards 7 months ago in Psyche
The Silence Between Us
By Nadeem Shah It had been 472 days since we last spoke. Not that I was counting—at least, not anymore. In the beginning, I counted everything. The days since the argument. The hours since I thought about calling. The number of messages I typed and never sent. The seconds I stood outside your door that one night… and turned away.
By Nadeem Shah 7 months ago in Psyche
Once A Child . Content Warning.
From the moment we open our eyes—crying in a cold, sterile hospital— the conditions of love begin to blossom. Living and growing in our mother’s bellies only holds a safe place for nearly a year before we were quite literally ejected into chaos we didn’t ask for. From that point on there are conditions to the amount of love and respect we receive. From birth when we are “good babies” in the nursery, the nurses praise us for our cooperation, whereas fussy babies, while still looked at as precious cute creations, are deemed more difficult. Though this example is rather vague and lacks depth into the true meaning of conditional love, it is a pivotal reminder of how we enter and leave this world. Alone.
By The Darkest Sunrise7 months ago in Psyche
Crawling Back To You
More times than I can count, I've sat wondering who I truly was beneath all of the shame. I wondered if I was brilliant or if I was truly destined to remain in this child-like state of confusion. Walking the world wondering my purpose as I hide in the shadows of who I knew I wasn't, yet who I'd always been. I'd been dripping in a victimhood so carefully built by those around me who claimed that their love for me meant more than what society views love and friendship as today. I spent so much time in the comfort of being the victim that I hadn't paid any attention to the fact that while these people were building this victimhood, I was handing them the nails and hammer.
By The Darkest Sunrise7 months ago in Psyche
