humanity
Mental health is a fundamental right; the future of humanity depends on it.
The Problem with Calling Something a Problem
Einstein once said, “We cannot solve our problems with the same thinking we used when we created them.” I’m inclined to agree. If we kept the same thinking we would probably compound our problem. The best we could hope for would be for it to stay exactly as it is.
By Jason Henry4 years ago in Psyche
I Hate the Holland Poem
My name is Angel, and this is my autistic confession. I hate the Holland poem. Do you know the one I’m talking about? Well, when I first started working with children with special needs, there was a poem that was often referenced by parents. You've probably heard it, as it can still be found on the websites of many organizations that are related to disabilities. In the poem, the unnamed person plans to go on a vacation to Italy, and they are looking forward to all of the great things they will get to do. Inexplicably the plane goes to Holland instead. The person is then stuck there, on a vacation that is not the one they wanted.
By Angel Mann4 years ago in Psyche
Safe Space
My chest is tight. The center of my sternum is being pulled in and down inside of me. A dizzying static is quickly creeping through my head, shooting down to my sweaty palms. With unsteady, rushed breathing, I tense my shoulders and grit my teeth. A sense of panic and hopelessness is about to overcome me like a dark heavy rain cloud, ready to soak me to the bone. I shiver in frightened anticipation and look ahead.
By Ember Gray4 years ago in Psyche
Would You Be Proud
It has been a little over four years now and if I focus on it hard enough the pain is as strong as it was the very day. I used to suppress it and that turned out to be not such a good idea. I descended into the darkness myself. Now I have learned, through many trials and errors, to accept that you’re not here. That there will never truly be any answers, just speculation.
By Christina Oswald4 years ago in Psyche
Celebrating Authenticity, Self-Love, Kindness and Inclusivity
For much of my life I have felt different and like I didn’t fit into the mould created by society. I became much like the chameleon. I would adjust my colours with a view that I might be seen as ‘normal’ and fit in with everybody else. It came from a fear of being rejected, outcast or abandoned. The truth is I had learned to abandon myself; all to become the person I thought others wanted me to be.
By Rachel Reeves4 years ago in Psyche






