anxiety
A look at anxiety in its many forms and manifestations; what is the nature of this specific pattern of extreme fear and worry?
The Psychological Reason Why You Feel the Urge to Clean When Upset
I wouldn’t call myself an organized person. Contrary to the most popular advice of making your bed in the morning for success, my bed is almost always unmade. I prefer carefully disorganized surroundings. The only time this preference shift is when I am feeling overwhelmed.
By Eshal Rose4 years ago in Psyche
What Relationship OCD Can Look Like
(photo credit: Natalia Sobolivska on Unsplash) Disclaimer: Although I have personal and professional experience in the mental health field, I am not a licensed mental health professional. The information contained in this article is meant for educational and entertainment purposes only. The contents of this article are not meant to diagnose, treat or cure any disorder.
By That Psych Nerd4 years ago in Psyche
A Glass Room
I feel lost. I think I have always felt lost. I mean everyone says that but thinking back to my teenage years I think lost is the only way to describe how I felt. Even now at 22 I feel lost. It's like I am stuck in place watching everyone around me live their lives and their dreams. Everyone else gets to "live their best life" but I'm stuck in place. It's not like I don't have dreams or don't know what I want because I do but it's like there is this wall that I can't get past.
By Samantha Simmons4 years ago in Psyche
GP-01
I let the wisp of smoke wash over me. It’s repugnant in smell but I don’t move an inch as it goes up my nostrils, into my lungs, stays there for a breath, and moves out again. I wait. Another hit. Repeat. Karan shuffles, moving from left-foot-over-right to right-over-left. He loves being comfortable while grabbing a smoke. I was scared by the vague comfort that we derived from smoking in a secluded balcony that nobody else was ‘allowed’ into; how easy it was for us to forget that any second someone could walk in on the pile of stubs that had gathered there over the years. The branches on the tree standing fifteen feet away from my balcony sway in the chilly Dehradun wind. It makes me think of the routineness of what we are doing here. I wonder if there ever was another like me. In the same balcony? Thinking the same things? Surely. Yes. There are seven billion people on the planet, a billion and a half in this country, and thousands who had been in this very balcony over the decades; there ought to be someone who wondered the same things I do now. The lights in Mussoorie twinkled an eternity away. We often joked about how the closest galaxy to us was not Andromeda but Mussoorie. On paper an hour’s drive away, but separated from us in actuality by twelve-lightyear high walls, school rules and academic schedules, and the melancholic laziness of teenage existence.
By Sanshray Ghorawat4 years ago in Psyche
6 Words I Borrowed from Mathew McConaughey to Re-Build My Confidence
Entering the final few years of my 20's, I realised that I was still that shy, scared shitless little kid that I was always was growing up but that I had just found more convincing ways to hide it.
By Andy Murphy 4 years ago in Psyche
Cheese Shamed
I allowed myself to be cheese shamed at the store the other day and it wasn't even done by a proper monger. As I walked to the back corner of the store where the cheese lives, I could feel my heartbeat quicken with anticipation. You see, I had just found a brand of cottage cheese called “good” and not only is the company super responsible with how they source their milk, but they also make really good cottage cheese, which, in my opinion, is almost as rare as a well-fitting pair of 9-inch high rise bicycle shorts. There is a meal in England that properly captures that experience for me; two sausages topped by something soft and amorphous...yes, bangers and mash.
By Linden Griffith4 years ago in Psyche
