recovery
Your illness does not define you. It's your resolve to recover that does.
I Know How It Feels
I know how it feels to feel alone. I know how it feels to be alone. I know how you feel when you say you are completely broken. I know, I understand, I see you and I am here for you. Nothing is worse than your brain telling you that you will not be enough. But I am here to tell you that you are enough, you will make it and you will be okay. You might not be okay today, tomorrow or even in a year, but I promise you that if you just hang on, you’ll survive. And one day, you won’t just survive, but you will thrive.
By Sara Caramella5 years ago in Psyche
Waking up
It was 2015, & the downward spiral of my addictive personality had fully taken form. I was slingin haircuts at Supercuts, taking multiple breaks every hour or so to pound down a few shots of whisky to steady my hand, or after a while it was to lock myself in the bathroom & try to find a vein to tap in the low light to ease the pain. My path of self destruction started very young, around 11 or 12, after a few traumatic sequences took place, but it wasn’t in full beast mode until I was well into my 20’s. At the time, I didn’t plan on surviving through it, so there was no “plan”. I already lived a fast life, I was surprised to even make it to 25.
By Nicci Zelda5 years ago in Psyche
My story so far.
when I was younger, I used to never want to play in my tool by myself anymore and my mom asked me why one day and I said “because of the man upstairs with the sharp teeth.” So my mom didn’t think anything of it at the time. My brother used to always hear me talking to voices and he never told my mom cause he thought it was normal, he used to always keep me safe at night when I was younger. 6 years later I was diagnosed with autism, ADHD, Depression, OCD, Paranoia and psychotic episodes. I used too attend a special needs school called James brindley, things was going well so far, until the day they made a bunch of changes and didn’t even think of any of the outcomes for any students. So I left that school and never really had any education for 6 months. I ended up getting a place at hallmoor school and things was going well so far, I made a few friends, I had my first proper girlfriend, I bought her a ring and turns out things didn’t go so well. She is one of them girls who are high maintenance (she doesn’t know what she wants.) so for months on end she kept playing with my heart and I was depressed for a while. I finally got over her, a few weeks later I met a girl online called Demi, me and Demi didn’t last long as I wanted us too. One day at a school Hannah (my first proper girlfriend) asked me if there was a chance of us getting back together and I said hell no. She didn’t respond and went back to class. Me and Demi broke up as I said and honestly it was my first time breaking up with a girl, I hate breaking up with girls cause I feel like such an asshole after. About a year later I dated another girl in school called katy, she was dating me and two other lads at the same time. So that relationship didn’t last long. A lot of more months later, I went out with this girl called seema, things went well for 3 months straight until rumors were going around saying I was gonna break up with her and I even told her to her face I would never break up with her. At the end of the day, she broke up with me, said some horrible stuff to me like “ever since I dated you I’ve had nothing but bad luck and you never treated me right.” Even though I bought her flowers, a ring, Beyoncé perfume. Months on end we still wouldn’t talk to each other, she got other people to start ignoring me and no one to talk to me and that was for a whole year.
By Marshall Haycock5 years ago in Psyche
5 Reasons Why The Best Hobby In Recovery Is The Bullet Journal
If you are in recovery from a substance abuse disorder, it’s important to find engaging hobbies that interest you to avoid having too much idle time on your hands. This is especially true during the first year in recovery, as excessive boredom and a lack of structure can trigger relapses. If you’re at a loss for ideas or just looking to try something new, one activity you should consider is bullet journaling.
By Alyssa Sprague5 years ago in Psyche
From The Ashes
When I was younger, I never thought I'd be able to look back and be thankful for all that happened to me. That I would be able to crawl my way out of the darkness that consumed my soul ever since I can recall. My very first memories were all of the abuse and neglect I suffered. My drunken father, who only saw me as a servant to bring him more beer, traumatized me in ways that still cause me problems to this day. My mother, she had to take care of the financial situation, so she was always at work and was blind to the things I had to go through in my life. Mostly because she chose not to see it, her struggles have always been heavy on her shoulders, so I don't really blame her.
By Aaron Bowman5 years ago in Psyche
Eating disorders
Before I met my wife she was hiding away from the world, locked up in her bedroom. If she went out she would wait till is pitch dark so no one will be able to see her. She was very emotional a lot of the time, she had no job nothing going for her in her life. The worst part of it all was that no one understood her illness.
By Zamir Hanif5 years ago in Psyche
