coping
Life presents variables; learning how to cope in order to master, minimize, or tolerate what has come to pass.
The Local Catch Of The Day
It was once believed in a province protected by a polished rainbow arch, giants roamed the suburbs, but inside the hilly concrete city a small meek royal character Forty-Niner Francisco resided counting discovered legal tender, captured streaming the local waterways.
By Marc OBrien12 months ago in Psyche
It's March 25. Honorable Mention in The Metamorphosis of the Mind Challenge.
I still think about Giuseppe every day. It’s March 25 and I catch myself staring out the window - in a trance - never sure for how long or what I was looking for. Spring has started to reveal himself, provocatively - though my desire seems frozen inside the 25 kisses G used to leave on my sleepy forehead before catching the metro; a morning person to my night owl, compatible only through dialectical juxtaposition, cosmically at odds. I’ve learned to relinquish my daze to Spring, an act of supplication to lead the escape from Winter and all the heartbreak we bore with the cold, infamous for keeping dead organs alive.
By Aaron Calloway12 months ago in Psyche
Trapped in Silence: How Writing Freed Me—and My Late Grandmother
She sat beside me at the Thanksgiving table. Her hands reached for the mashed potatoes. She carefully picked out only the white meat from the plate of turkey, laid it neatly on her plate, and poured my mom’s homemade gravy on top. Her white cardigan was buttoned just right. Her hair was curled in the way it had been when I was a child— back when she would get it permed, before she lost her hair to breast cancer. Her body breathed, blinked, swallowed. Everything about her looked like her.
By Hannah Hess12 months ago in Psyche
The Shape of Unbecoming
Blankness. All I felt was a moment of blank, muffled dissociation. Like one of those war scenes in a movie—an explosion goes off, and while the battle rages in chaos around the main character, they stand dumbfounded in shock, hearing only the vague ringing in their head.
By Jesse Struble12 months ago in Psyche
Where Strength Meets Courage
There are moments throughout our existence that splits lives in two: before and after. I was seventeen when that line in the sand was drawn for me. My grandmother—my one true grandparent—had just been diagnosed with lung cancer. I remember watching her body shrinking into the bedsheets, folding into itself like soggy paper left out in the rain. Her once lively spirit withering away to bed-ridden dust. Sure, the cigarettes were gone, but so was she—slowly, painfully, piece by piece. Traumatizing to say the least.
By Jennifer Vasallo 12 months ago in Psyche
Not the Poster Boy of Sobriety
Let me be clear—I love my wife, deeply, and in all the ways I know how. That makes writing this all the more difficult. I’ve spoken before about my struggles with pornography and sex addiction—mostly online, never physical—but sharing it again still knots my stomach.
By Paul Stewart12 months ago in Psyche
