stigma
People with mental illness represent one of the most deeply stigmatized groups in our culture. Learn more about it here.
Mental Illness
In the World we know as it is, there is a thing called mental illness. It is something that has been known to people as far back as Ancient China and Greece. Even more or less therapeutic methods has been available to treat mental illness. However, it wasn't until 1883 when mental illness had been properly recorded and diagnosed.
By Lovely Lucia4 years ago in Psyche
Op-Ed: A Third Culture Kid in Pursuit of Clinical Psychology and Three Themes in Chinese Mental Health Research
As a British-born Chinese girl, the idea of entering Psychology as a profession was something that I never considered. However, when I was in secondary school Psychology, it was something I thought about. My family didn't discuss emotions or have discussions about mental health. My parents weren't particularly strict about my academic pursuits. However, I recall having conversations with them about whether I wanted to go into medicine or law. My parents were influenced by my older brother, who studied Psychology. Psychology is a stable and rewarding career. They have been supportive of my desire to become a Clinical Psychoologist.
By Hannah Wilkins4 years ago in Psyche
ADHD Ask: Why Do You Make ‘Nests’ Around the House With Your Stuff?
I was tempted to use a photo of my own workspace for this article, but honestly, I was too embarrassed. Although I have an ‘office room’ with a desk, I move about the house to different places, like some sort of house-nomad (homad?).
By Kristy Westaway4 years ago in Psyche
The Closing Wind
Lying up, staring at the ceiling, thinking, longing. Surrounding him only darkness with the small light that shone from his phone’s screen. Calm music filled the room and surrounded what appeared to be, at first glance, a statue. Motionless, expressionless. Looking closer and closer, two spheres appeared to shine like two moons in the glow from his phone. His eyelids, flickering shut from time to time, only to be reopened every so often with a stream running through and from them. Going deeper we see a dark figure, towering over him, consuming him, becoming him. He gathers enough energy to start to rise from his bed, the figure still looming over him, surrounding him. He goes downstairs, puts on a coat, and leaves. That evening 3 moons could be seen, the one in the sky, and the two eyes, sparkling in the moonlight.
By Karol A Kubicki4 years ago in Psyche
I Am Not A Trend
I was reading some stories on vocal in psyche, as you do, scrolling through the ones about depression and anxiety and tips and advice, everything I've seen and lived before when I came across one about dissociation. I lit up inside like a little child, excited to see something that's a huge part of my life finally being talked about and represented. And the first few paragraphs lived up to my expectations.
By L. J. Knight 5 years ago in Psyche
Self-Sabotage and Sertraline
I am a naturally positive person, and I have depression. It feels like an inherited curse that I tried so hard to run from. You see, depression runs in my family, so over the years I've become very aware and vigilant with my own mental health. I've known that I need to 'keep an eye on it' and take a proactive and preventative approach. Meditation, self-care, journaling, movement, fresh air, getting enough sleep, managing my stress - I did all the right things. And I still struggled.
By Georgia Holliday5 years ago in Psyche
Motherhood: Always and Never Alone
I used to be woken up to the sound of a gentle soundscape coming from the speakers of my iphone. I'd roll over to see my dogs still cuddled up next to me and I'd think to myself, "What should I do today?" The possibilites were endless, I could write, paint, watch a movie, go on a drive or even take off to another city or state if I wanted to. Fast foward to the present day, I am woken up to the sound of crying or the crippling anxiety that I face. I roll over and think okay time to get up, get the dogs out, start a bottle, change her diaper, etc. The list of things to do already slowly taking over my eight hours I have without my husband home to help. I try to take breaths and not let the never-ending daily tasks overwhelm me before I even get out of bed.
By Kacey Baker5 years ago in Psyche




