coping

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

A Chapter of Change, A Season of Goodbyes
A chapter of change, a season of goodbyes. That's what the past couple of years of my life have become. In my recent venture with blogging, I've written an informational series about my immigration from the US to The Netherlands (you can find the beginning of it here). It explains the requirements I had to meet for the visa I applied for and all the tips and tricks to navigate the process on your own, but what I didn't mention were the struggles involved. Sure, I shared the fears and inconveniences I experienced throughout the visa process, but I wanted to remain positive because moving can be a wonderful experience, and for me it still is. My adventure in The Netherlands has been the greatest experience of my life and the opportunities moving somewhere new can offer are bountiful.
By Nicole Kunefke4 years ago in Psyche
mental health & family dysfunction
It's no secret I come from a family of pretty fucked up people. Both grandmothers were intentionally awful. A mom who does try, but doesn't ever come across in a good way. And a dad who while being quite successful never had any business becoming a dad in the first place. Couldn't tell you about the rest of my family because to put it in the easiest terms- don't speak to any of us. And who could blame them. Money is above anything else in my home and mental illness just doesn't exist. There is a reason I'm saying all of this.
By Tori Jean4 years ago in Psyche
5 Ways Journaling Can Improve Your Mental Health (And Change Your Life)
I never thought I’d be the kind of person who kept a journal. In fact, I used to think that journaling was only for tween girls. I pictured pink books with gold locks and pages filled with descriptions of cute boys written with bright-colored gel pens that smelled like fruit. As an eleven-year-old boy trying to find his place in the world, it didn’t look like a road I wanted to walk down.
By Scott Ninneman4 years ago in Psyche
Therapeutic Ramblings of the Mind
They say it's therapeutic to get it out, but what am I searching for? An answer; I have that. It's clear: disrespect. They said it themselves, in a roundabout way - for someone so cut-throat and "brutally honest" they sure know how to tiptoe around shit.
By Hannah Marsh4 years ago in Psyche
February 13th...
I keep feeling like I don’t know how to do this… like the reality of writing has left me. Turns out, burnout and depression are a horrifically cruel one-two punch. I want to be able to do this. I want it. I WANT it. Too much. I want to be successful at it. I want to flourish. I want to survive. And I need to be paid. It’s no longer a question of want in that regard. I live in a capitalist society. And escaping it requires a fee, one I cannot afford. Thus to live, to tolerate my nightmare health, to even eat, there must be money. I’m grateful for my pension, so overwhelmingly grateful. But It’s not enough. I don’t want to be Jonathan Larson, dead at 36, still not knowing if it was enough. If I worked hard enough. If I was tortured enough. If I sacrificed enough.
By Erin A. Sayers4 years ago in Psyche
Have A Mindful Day!
Mindfulness is a type of meditation in which you focus of being intensely aware of what you are sensing and feeling in the moment, without interpretation or judgement. It is used as therapeutic technique for calmly acknowledging and accepting one's thoughts, bodily sensations and awareness moment-by-moment.
By Nayab Asif4 years ago in Psyche
Unapologetically Broken
I never hear silence in an empty room. White, Green, Blue. Spinning and spinning like a broken carousel in my brain as the wires that should stretch out get tangled between each other and the spinning never stops.
By Sweetheart Harley4 years ago in Psyche
To Whom It May Concern
Some things cannot be understood unless you experience them yourself, and no amount of preparation or warning will fully encompass how much your life will change.
By Carrie Principe4 years ago in Psyche
You Can't Unring a Bell
Do everything, regret nothing. I adopted this as my motto as a freshman in college. First year at Penn State University, and I wasn't shy about trying new things. Jumping at any opportunity to push myself past my limit. Taking life by the horns and living for the moment. Sophomore year, I decided to have it tattooed on my body for a constant reminder.
By Clyde Evans4 years ago in Psyche
The Mirror
Dear Mom, This is supposed to be a confession, but it is also to be written in the form of a letter, so there are certain rules that I need to follow. Usually, I begin all of my letters to you discussing my state of mind, and then I fill in the heart of it with what I have done with my life since my last letter (or, more often, phone call). Those messages can get repetitive and dull and I have no interest in repeating myself.
By Kendall Defoe 4 years ago in Psyche
I Live In a Bubble
My name is Angel and this is my autistic confession. In life one of my biggest struggles is connecting with other people. I often feel like I’m in a bubble. A floating bubble, like the bubbles you blow with a wand in the summer. People can see me and talk to me, but just for a minute, as I float by, but I‘m never really there in the same place as them.
By Angel Mann4 years ago in Psyche
The Silent Mind
*Trigger Warning. Mentions of Depression, Please read at your own discretion* Look into her eyes and you may see, a little girl so alive, wild, and free. But burdened by the darkness that hovers with ease…a demon that forever takes the front seat. Holding her hand and taking the lead… this unwanted demon that only she can see. Please, why can’t you hear her silent screams… something she takes with her into her dreams. She can’t escape this feeling of sorrow, it’s here today, yesterday, and most likely tomorrow. She stands at the mirror, watching her thoughts be free, as this demon slowly takes over her will to please. She sees no reason to make you proud, she’s just a lost soul within a blind crowd. No purpose no desire, no light within her fire. This demon is her biggest supplier, preparing her for an early retire.
By Lakayla Jones4 years ago in Psyche