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What Pain Really Does to Us
Pain is a universal experience. We all go through it in one form or another. Whether it's emotional heartbreak, physical injury, or the quiet ache of loneliness, pain is something none of us can escape. But here's the twist — pain isn't always the enemy. In fact, in many ways, it's our greatest teacher.
By F. M. Rayaan10 months ago in Psyche
Fever Dream
One night some time ago, I couldn't sleep. It felt very dull and I felt empty inside, knowing I had done nothing productive for the day. I kept twisting and turning in bed until I found the energy to get out of bed and do something productive. As I walk to the kitchen, wanting to grab a glass of water, I noticed that there was something off; everything was out of place. My brain stopped working for a moment, trying to analyze what had possibly happened, as I knew that I am a very orderly person. Then, I hear some sounds above my head. I knew that couldn't be, since I live in a house with a steep roof. I decide to exit the house to figure out what was going on, and as I went out, I didn't see anything out of the ordinary on the roof. I felt paranoid and was questioning whether im hallucinating or just overthinking, I have been ruminating about all the traumatic things in my childhood recently, could it be that? Could Sigmund Freud have been right about repression, how we try to hide our pain until we cannot have the power to do so anymore? Is this me going through cognitive dissonance, trying to match my attitudes with my behavior in order to seem normal, when nothing was normal about me? What is it, that's making me feel so terrible about myself that sleep has not been able to take me away of this Earth we call home for just some hours. As dusk was growing close, I decided not to return to bed and just sat down, with my glass of water, and kept on thinking about my issues until I had no power to do so anymore. Some form of energy took over me, some sort of intrinsic motivation, or even attempting to reduce that drive of being fulfilled as mentioned in the drive reduction theory telling me to go out and just run. It was 4 AM but nontheless running seemed like the only right option. I left my house and ran, and ran, and ran even more until my feet were practically a group of blisters. The thing is, I don't know where I am, I'm lost yet there is no reason to be, just retracing the steps of the hours of running I had done, but I could not remember, and even better yet, I could not walk. Accepting defeat, I sit on the sidewalk just thinking about how my life is a mess, and nothing I do in this world is right, nothing is considered good and that sense of fulfillment is never there. "Is it true what Gardner believes in? That we have 8 different forms of intellects? Why am I so dumb that I feel like I have no intellect, neither fluid nor crystallized, and no general intellect either. I feel like I am the living counterclaim for the Cattell-Horn-Carrol theory, which states that generalized intellect is available in all of mankind, but is rather bridged off by fluid and crystallized intelligence. Or am I just not a human, not a living being as I have done nothing to prove my worth or humanity even, since all the suffering and death I witness on TV barely fazes me. Am I desensitized? Has the experience of trauma all of my life led me to this stage where I don't feel sympathy for people that are suffering, no matter the story, and no matter the pain they've been through? Or am I just living in a world that does not think I matter, that if I had taken my life nothing would change in the world? Do I matter to anyone enough to be recognized, I mean nobody even knows about all the suffering and pain i've been through in my life, so why would anyone care when I try to rid myself of it? Maybe that's the answer, the solution to all my problems. But that makes no sense, becuase scientifically I am matter, meaning I matter to the entropy of the universe. I am energy in my own, be it thermal, kinetic, potential and otherwise. I am a being, which has a purpose. If i don't matter to anyone, then I matter to planet Earth, our homeland and the only place we can currently call home, which we are slowly destroying ourselves, by emitting carbon and promoting pollution and littering. Why am I thinking about all these negatives? Why don't I let my feelings out and show that it's alright to suffer, but never in silence? Maybe it's because talking about your feelings is considered a taboo, something undesirable, something hated by society. This normative social influence on us must end, or become a good influence promoting change and proper well being both physically and mentally. People matter, things matter, and the environment matters. Why avoid the truth? Maybe since people today have gotten used to taking the sugarcoated version of the truth, basically a lie, and liars themselves think they're making "excuses" when they're just blatant lies. All these thoughts happened while I was sitting down, all alone on the sidewalk. Somehow, with the blink of an eye, I was back in my bed, confused about what had just happened to me. I immediately jump out of bed, going to my kitchen, and finding everything in order. Then, I said:
By Ahmad Sakkijha10 months ago in Psyche
Born At 28. Content Warning.
Never in my life had I imagined a day where I could wake up, stretching my arms to the sky as the goose bumps danced along my skin....without that feeling. That deep rooted anguish that floods in after that painfully short second of nothingness. That second when you wake up and for a moment you are unaware of the pain. A second of mercy before reality sets in, overpowered by that pit in your stomach and that growing hole in your chest.
By The Darkest Sunrise10 months ago in Psyche
How Much Does Trauma Therapy Cost? A Complete Guide for 2025
Introduction Deciding to seek trauma therapy often involves balancing emotional readiness with financial considerations. Understanding how costs are determined and what factors influence affordability can empower individuals to pursue care without undue stress. This guide provides a clear overview of considerations around the cost of trauma therapy in 2025, with attention to local contexts (such as trauma therapy in South Jordan, Utah), insurance nuances, online options, and practical strategies for managing expenses. The aim is to offer human-centered insights rather than rigid figures, helping readers navigate their path to healing.
By Muna Grace10 months ago in Psyche
Breaking Free: My Journey Beyond Chronic Illness
Years of chronic illness were my constant companion. Beyond just diagnosis, chronic illness became more of a shadow that followed me around; whispering limitations, doubts and despair. Instead of just giving up jobs or plans; I had to give up who I once was as well. Today however, wellness is no longer just a dream but an established reality in my life.
By Robert Brown10 months ago in Psyche
Psychology of Fight or Flight. Content Warning.
I was getting ready to record a paranormal podcast. Upon speaking with my spirit friends, I found this and decided to re-write and edit this prose story. We spoke about the bullies in DC and everywhere. We agreed this should be re-written, created, and published. 2025, a year of bullies, hate, greed, craziness, destruction, and genocide. Other than that, I am eating lollipops and singing in the rain in Southern California.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 10 months ago in Psyche
Social Anxiety Explained Simply: What to Do When Your Heart Races Too Fast
Social Anxiety Explained Simply: What to Do When Your Heart Races Too Fast Imagine this: You’re about to speak in front of a small group, or maybe just enter a room full of acquaintances. Your chest tightens. Your heart begins to pound—not gently, but like a drum echoing in your ears. Your mouth goes dry, your hands tremble, and your thoughts scatter. This is not just nervousness. This is social anxiety.
By Siria De Simone10 months ago in Psyche
The Worst Thing in This World: Depression — And How to Break Free
There’s a kind of pain the world doesn’t understand. It doesn’t leave bruises. It doesn’t cry out in public. It doesn’t always look like sadness. Sometimes, it looks like silence. Like sleeping too much. Like staring at the ceiling at 3AM feeling nothing at all.
By SHADOW-WRITES10 months ago in Psyche
