therapy
Focused on the relationship between doctor and patient. Therapy is the process of self-discovery.
Breaking the Stigma Around Mental Health
When thinking about taking an anti-depressant for the last year or so (I’ve been on and off for most of my life) most of the people around me would ask me if I had tried anything else. We all know that exercise and diet play a major role in our mental health and for years I was that person that said exercise saved me. It helped my moods and “cured” my anxiety and depression.
By Melissa Steussy4 years ago in Psyche
Invisible Heartbreak
Our caregivers, whomever that happens to be for you, model the behavior that eventually becomes part of our regimen of thoughts, actions, reactions, and responses to both positive and negative events in our lives. It may be the people who conceived us, other family members, extended family, or a different adult or set of adults. The only consistency is we had no control over where we lived and what behaviors became part of our tapestry.
By Carrie Principe4 years ago in Psyche
Ready
I am afraid to check my email. I admitted to my partner days ago that I was having cold feet about reaching out for therapy; the thing I just spent the last 3 months recording dreams and highs/lows and have been writing many personal pieces in preparation for.
By Megan Baker (Left Vocal in 2023)4 years ago in Psyche
How to Heal a Wound of the Soul That Still Hurts
Emotional abandonment is built in childhood when those caring for the child do not support and fulfill the child's needs to grow and become emotionally rich. Find out from a psychologist what the emotional wound of abandonment means and what you can do to heal from it!
By Jim Charles4 years ago in Psyche
Putting It Together
Life is sometimes funny where you find inspiration again. I had tried a few times over the past 20 years to find the spark to let this project move forward, even getting partway completed back in 2011 with a colored pencil concept... but nothing felt *right*. I'd hit a stumbling block and couldn't figure out where I needed to go next.
By Min Kreiner4 years ago in Psyche
The Birth of an Idea
When I was in school, I adored art class. It was the one place where I could let my creativity soar and not get mocked by my peers for it. I was very lucky to attend a public school that had a very strong arts program, both in music and in visual arts. The visual arts captured my attention a bit more, however, as I struggled to keep my voice in line enough with the rest of the choir to not get yelled at by the not very nice choir director I had in elementary school. Little did I know that was my autism making an appearance, but that's a story for another day. Today, I'm going to tell you about how a stray thought 20 years ago led to me finishing an art project I never thought would come into being.
By Min Kreiner4 years ago in Psyche
Its High Time We Addressed Mental Health Issues Among The Under 30 Generations
It would be an understatement to say that the Covid pandemic has had a deleterious impact on our physical as well as psychological well being. Some of us lost our loved ones and most of us have had at least one or more of our relatives, peers, coworkers, or college maters and professional contacts succumb to the virus. This has led to grief and trauma amongst us as the “loss” of our near and dear, coupled with the circumstances in which they left us, made its mark on our mental health. Added to this is the endless restrictions on physical movement, including travel both domestic and foreign, that limited our ability to visit immediate and extended families, as well forced us into “isolation” hampered our innate sense of connection.
By Rammohan Susarla4 years ago in Psyche
The Becoming
Her soul was colored with crimson, emerald, cobalt, and rich purple gemstones. Her heartbeat moved with hard base lines and deep, resonate drums. She dreamt in the kaleidoscope of a magical world, where ancient ruins fueled her spirit. Her eyes shined the ocean tides as the divine flooded her very cells, as a tap always running. She watched the world pass by, sitting on the edge of a fishbowl, dipping her toes in the water, and sometimes going in for a swim. Yet, she chose not to drown in the chaos she saw before her, but her heart still bled when she paid to close attention and her heart bled a lot.
By Dawn Celeste McGregor 4 years ago in Psyche






