coping
Life presents variables; learning how to cope in order to master, minimize, or tolerate what has come to pass.
where the light faded
I’ve been struggling with the meaning of love, trying to understand its similarity with dependency. Lately, I find myself evading my reality by drowning in thoughts of you—of us. I’ve been struggling to comprehend why it’s only easy to fall asleep when I’m thinking of you and nothing else, why I block out my reality, barricaded by daydreams.
By Andra river12 months ago in Psyche
Inked
I never used to like tattoos, neither did I care for those who so brazenly marked themselves with these "art" pieces. It was a crisp winter's morning in August of 2020 and I was busy cleaning the house, picking up little fragments left behind by the children before they went to school. A lost teddy bear, a lonely shoe, a hairbrush, and pyjamas that had the smell of tiny sleepy bodies still clinging to them. Autopilot, one after the other, so deep in thought that I hardly noticed what I was really doing.
By Annelize P12 months ago in Psyche
Help, Hope, & Heal…
I want it to share with you and everyone in the community about my experiences with a transformative moment from my both mental and emotional journey in visualize to make it expressive way. I also wanted to share you something about from lightness to darkness; and then going through the dark to find a light, but finding more brighter. However, my journey has been even more complex than others. Why? Because, I went through from misunderstood and felt like an outsider(it’s like my mind was telling me).
By Meghan LeVaughn 12 months ago in Psyche
The Day Freedom Died. Content Warning.
America, land of the free, has fallen... it is no more. I never thought I would see the day this truly happened in the country I've proudly called my home since birth. The country my ancestors, elders, grandfathers, father, and uncles fought for. The country my partner fought for. The country I always praised and cherished... the country that taught me what freedom looked like. Now... I watch it perish under a regime of tyranny and evil that masquerades under the guise of religion and doing "God's" work. These are the moments that continue to reshape me... that redefine me just when I thought that I had reached my final state of definition. But the transformations are not always for the better... this particular time of change has me conflicted and tormented with guilt and disgust.
By Luna Verity12 months ago in Psyche
Small Town Murder. Content Warning.
** It's been nearly 7 years since Denise was murdered. 7 years her friends and family have mourned and struggled to rebuild their worlds without her in it. 7 years a murder has gone unanswered, and the monster still roams around free. Thank you for revisiting this memory with me, thank you for your kind words and support. Please be vigilant and aware of the people who hide behind falseness, masked in smiles.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden12 months ago in Psyche
Conversations With the Mirror
There are moments when the world tilts—when you find yourself cracked open in a silence so loud it roars. The polished affirmations, the soft-spoken mantras, all start to feel like bandaids on bullet wounds. Not beautiful. Not helpful. Just a cover that doesn’t hold—words that slip right off when you need something that sticks.
By Annie Edwards 12 months ago in Psyche






