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subsystems · 7 months
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Idk if anyone's posted this before but if you want a good primer on ACEs (adverse childhood experiences) please check out this online course. It's free & only 50 minutes, plus you get a certificate once you're done. I really recommend it for everyone. Especially because not many people understand dissociation and childhood trauma even though the basic information is right here.
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imkindanerdy · 4 months
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So I wrote this for @sleepdeprivedsimp234
Mass was working on his computer when Texas found him in the middle of the night. It wasn’t strange for him to be up this late, but it was for Texas. It was that much that got a look from Mass.
“You okay?” Mass asked, raising his eyebrows slightly.
Texas nodded. “Just couldn't sleep is all,” he said.
He couldn't help but take another look at Mass, however. Usually, he wouldn't think anything of the fact that he was up this late, but there was something in his voice that sounded… off. Was there something wrong?
That's when Texas noticed how tense Mass’s shoulders were, how his hands seemed to shake slightly as he worked at his computer.
“Are you okay?” Texas asked, his eyes narrowing.
“I'm fine. Just couldn't sleep,” Mass said with a shrug. Texas was about to protest when Mass continued. “I'm fine Texas! I promise you I'm fine.”
Texas sighed and nodded. He couldn't say he was exactly surprised that Mass had refused to say if something was up, especially if something was. It wouldn't have been the first time.
“Alright. I'm gonna be here anyway, so-”
“The problem’s that I'm fine, isn't it? That they didn't get to live and I did?” Mass said, his voice shaking slightly. “They didn't get out of that war, but I did. They should’ve been able to get home, and it's my fault.”
Texas shook his head. “It's not your fault, Mass,” he whispered, taking the seat next to him at the table. He carefully placed a hand on Mass’s shoulder, trying to be as reassuring as he could be. “I'm sure they wouldn't blame you.”
Mass looked away from Texas. No matter how much he tried, he couldn't convince himself it wasn't his fault. “They got hurt because of me. If I hadn't started that war-” He trailed off, shaking his head slightly. “Why won't it stop?”
Texas squeezed Mass’s shoulder for a moment, sighing. Mass hadn't been this honest with him in a long time, and he just wanted to make sure he'd be okay.
“Why won't what stop?” Texas asked, his voice gentle.
“The guilt. Why won't it stop?” Mass's voice sounded distraught as he wiped at his face.
Texas shook his head. "I don't know, Mass. I don't know if it'll ever just stop." Carefully, he pulled Mass into a hug, leaning his head on top of Mass’s. "It sucks. I'm so sorry you have to deal with this."
Mass's eyes shut tightly as his arms wrapped around Texas. He just hoped that he wouldn't have to leave anytime soon.
Texas was just glad that Mass didn't try to leave then. He knew he'd try to make sure that things ended up okay.
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woundgallery · 1 year
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From Splintered Reflections: Images of the Body in Trauma (full text here) by Jean Goodwin and Reina Attias
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penname-artist · 1 year
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Trauma talk: wounds are not the same. Even from the same sources, your wounds won't always be the same, act the same, or heal the same. The things that happen to you will echo in your nervous system and impact different aspects at different levels, like a spray of bullets in different directions. Some wounds are shallow, some are deep. It's important to know how to take care of each one.
Some things are kind of like bruises: they're tender and sore to the touch, but you can touch them, and they'll clear up after a little bit. Some wounds are more like scabs: you can touch it and it feels fine, but then if you touch it too much, it'll break open, and you'll bleed.
And some wounds are like broken bones. They will take a long time to heal, and immense support to make sure it cannot grow worse. Even after it heals and the cast comes off, it will be tender and you will feel more fragile with it. Healed does not mean back to the way that it was before.
You will be different, but you will not be broken anymore.
Tender, but not broken.
Trauma leaves marks. But they will heal. They may not heal the same way, or take the same time to, or be anything like they were before. But they will heal. You will heal. Breathe.
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neuro-cry-entist · 2 months
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i am scared
January 30, 2024 I feel like I am losing my mind. Thoughts of harm to myself are flying through my head. I feel like I am pushing everyone away as they try to help me. I feel so broken. I survived so long without getting to this point, why now? What if I don’t come back? What if everyone gets tired of me being like this? Will they all leave? My meds were working really well, what is…
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goodjohnjr · 1 year
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Mickey's Descent Into Madness
Mickey’s Descent Into Madness What Is It? The YouTube video Mickey’s Descent Into Madness by the YouTube channel Ethereal Snake: Here is the description for this video: Support the channel and get access to the soundtrack Patreon : https://www.patreon.com/Ethereal_Snake Merch : https://www.redbubble.com/people/Ethe… PayPal.me : https://paypal.me/tombourgeois87 Twitter :…
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drdaljitghatoura · 2 years
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PTSD: Post-traumatic stress disorder
PTSD: Post-traumatic stress disorder
What Is PTSD? Posttraumatic stress disorder (PTSD), once called shell shock or battle fatigue syndrome, is a serious condition that can develop after a person has experienced or witnessed a traumatic or terrifying event in which there was serious physical harm or threat. PTSD is a lasting consequence of traumatic ordeals that cause intense fear, helplessness, or horror. Examples of things that…
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artisticdivasworld · 1 year
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Mental Illness: How Much Do You Really Know About It?
Mental illness is something we as a society do not really talk about openly if at all. There is such a stigma around the topic; but for no good reason other than people who suffer with a mental illness may act, talk, or think differently than the norm. They, unfortunately, have little to no control over these actions so they suffer needlessly because we choose to attach that stigma to them and…
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reportwire · 2 years
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What Is Histrionic Personality Disorder?
What Is Histrionic Personality Disorder?
April 29, 2022 – Amid all the attention this month to actor Johnny Depp’s $50 million lawsuit against ex-wife Amber Heard, a psychological term has entered the public’s lexicon: histrionic personality disorder. Depp says that an op-ed Heard wrote in 2018 hurt his career, and he’s suing for defamation. The term was used in court during the testimony of Shannon Curry, PsyD, a clinical and forensic…
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phrensiedom · 2 years
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- and shadows will fall behind you
Simarkus Week Day 2
Simon reflects on his life as he grapples with overwhelming thoughts of suicide.
Read on Ao3 here, or under the cut! (Please double-check the tags on this one and stay safe. <3 )
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Simon’s gaze refocused as his legs, clad in a pair of comfortable jeans, dangling over the edge of the rooftop, in the open air over a nine-story drop. Yet another chill breeze blew, the rushing air traveling straight through him, as if his body were sliced through with innumerable holes—a physical manifestation of his mental state. It had been overcast all day long, making it a cold and unpleasant day all around. He shivered for several seconds and then fell still again. The building overlooked the battlefield on which he had shutdown—albeit temporarily. The area had long since reverted to a normal park, and humans and androids alike drove past and walked through it as though nothing of significance had taken place there. And, in certain ways, there hadn’t. Across the nation, despite the android victory, the peace talks, and the painstaking negotiations, androids continued to be oppressed—thousands of androids were destitute, humans hurt and murdered androids with near-total immunity, and there were horrific rumors circulating that many states maintained and continued to use the emergency android recycling centers that had been constructed during their revolution. While the other Jericho leaders remained invigorated and motivated to keep doing the hard work, Simon was incapable of seeing the situation in the same light. From his vantage point, little had changed, and he was inarguably worse off than he had been before Markus came on the scene and flipped the entire table, scattering everything that lay atop it. Sure, he had a bedroom in Carl’s basement that was warm and dry, but his mental health had never been worse. Simon’s eyes slid closed, and he bowed his head, lifting a hand to trace the outline of his thirium pump regulator with his finger. The texture of his thin jacket against his fingertip, the sole focus of his attention, sent another round of shivers through him, a subconscious aversive stimulus to deter messing with the critical biocomponent when not absolutely necessary. It set his stomach to churning, but he was ready. He’d given himself months to readjust, to figure things out, to improve even an iota, but he’d only deteriorated further. He drew in and then released a slow, measured breath and whispered, “I’m sorry, Markus.”
Simon slipped his hand beneath his shirt, and before he could convince himself otherwise, he pried his thirium pump regulator from his chest. He felt a rush of thirium drain down his stomach, making his skin crawl, and a deluge of warnings appeared in his vision. Stark red, neon yellow, blinding white, they were nearly more terror-inducing than the prospect of his imminent death, which was nearing by the second, according to the two-minute countdown. The anxious jitters eased into fatigued tremors as the energy was near-instantaneously sapped from his body, and his eyelids fluttered as his sight glitched and flickered, the world taking on a shade of deep blood red. His hearing became muffled and distant, and his head sagged with exhaustion. Yet, he pulled the thirium pump regulator out from under his shirt to study it. The biocomponent was small, about the length of his palm, and it had a stunning, electric blue core that emanated its own light. He raised it closer to his eyes, curious about the mysterious technology that sustained all android lives, but his death-addled thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice calling out to him. “Simon, wait!” Simon raised his head enough to look over his shoulder, where he found Connor stepping onto the roof of the building from the door to the stairwell. His hands were raised, as if to show Simon he meant him no harm, though he clearly did. To keep him alive, at this point, would be to cause him harm. “Let’s talk this through,” Connor called, taking a couple of steps toward his dying friend. Simon’s eyes widened, and he raised his arm—weak though it was—tremulous fingers gripped tightly about the thirium pump regulator, as if he were about to throw it off the roof and all five stories down to the tarmac. When he spoke, his voice was strained, requiring an astonishing amount of energy.
“Get away from me.”
Connor backed up, hands still upheld, and said, “All right, all right. You and I don’t have to talk, but Markus is here, too. Would you speak with him?" Simon dropped his hand to his lap, no longer strong enough to hold his arm up, and nodded. As frightened and ashamed as he was, he would still like the opportunity to say goodbye, to explain his behavior, to confess his feelings. Seeing Markus’ eyebrows pinched with concern for him sent another shot of shame straight to Simon’s heart, and as much as he wanted to take in Markus’ everything for one final time, he lowered his gaze to his lap as his secret crush hurried over to him at a rapid jog and sat down next to him. “Simon,” Markus said, his voice soft, yet with an undertone of strain, “please. Talk to me.” Simon considered for a moment, examining the luminescent biocomponent he cradled in his lap, before he drew a difficult breath and said, “I can’t get it out of my head.” He raised his trembling fingers and pressed them hard to his forehead, his eyes flicking closed. “Every time I close my eyes, I see myself down there—” He looked up to Markus again and gestured in the general direction of the battlefield before letting his hand fall back to his lap. “—staring up at all the snowflakes, waiting for my heart to stop, or huddled in that cramped AC unit, damaged and alone and so scared.” Markus placed a hand on his shoulder, his stunning eyes holding Simon’s gaze without the faintest hint of wavering, and though it warmed the spot and made Simon’s stomach flutter with adolescent giddiness, it provided him little comfort. “I can’t stay in stasis for longer than an hour because I’m woken by nightmares of going through it again and again, with worsening injuries as the night wears on. I can’t focus long enough to be of any help to you or our people. I can’t remember the last time I felt even a flicker of happiness. I have no purpose, no peace, and—” Simon looked away, his eyes losing focus. “—and no one to keep me here.”
“No one? What about Jericho?” Markus’ grip on Simon’s shoulder tightened. “We’re your friends, your family.” Simon hesitated, the force it required to speak growing with each second that passed. “Josh and North think I’m weak-willed and cowardly. Connor only befriended me so I wouldn’t kill myself.” “And me?” Markus said. “Do I not matter?” Markus mattered more to Simon than anything else in the entirety of the universe, and thinking on it, he couldn’t stop the faint smile that twitched at the corners of his lips. “Simon?” Simon finally turned back to look at Markus, meeting those mismatching eyes he adored so much, eyes that made him feel seen and safe, eyes that always stole his breath away. But not this time. Simon drew a deep, soothing lungful of air, and said, “I love you, Markus.”
Markus’ steady gaze flicked back-and-forth between Simon’s eyes for several moments, and then he cupped Simon’s cheek in his hand as he leaned in and kissed him. Simon froze in shock, but it took him only a few stunned seconds to gather his wits and grab the front of Markus’ jacket with both hands, pulling him in for a longer, deeper kiss. In so doing, he dropped his thirium pump regulator on the metal slats between their legs, having forgotten about it almost completely in his surprise and passion. Markus, however, had not forgotten. He snatched up the biocomponent, lifted Simon’s shirt, and slotted it firmly back into place before once more taking Simon’s face in his hands, their lips having never parted. The sensations that accompanied Markus’ caresses were nearly overwhelming for Simon—the lush silkiness of their lips gliding against and between one another, the secure steadiness of Markus’ hands cradling his jaw, the soothing familiarity of his scent—and gradually began to make him feel lightheaded. Simon eventually eased away from him, missing the feelings of comfort, safety, and adoration almost instantaneously. He opened his eyes to find Markus smiling at him. “I love you, too,” Markus said. “You’re my…my…” He paused, his mouth opening and closing as he struggled to find the correct word. After a dour, downcast day, the sun finally broke through the thick cloud cover, bathing the pair of them in warm, revitalizing light. Markus laughed and said, “My sunshine, Simon. You’re my sunshine.”
"Keep your face always toward the sunshine - and shadows will fall behind you." Walt Whitman
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valleyfthdolls · 2 years
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why has tumblr discourse circled back around into "you can't expect people to accommodate your needs or triggers if they're anything out of the ordinary"
#idc that you have ptsd yr being fucking ableist saying ppl cant ask for ppl to not discuss or show certain triggers around them.#sincerely someone who *also* has ptsd#sorry you're lucky your triggers are all Neurotypical Approved but not all of us fucking are#some of us are triggered by butterflies and beatles music and that's?! just how ptsd fucking WORKS.#we're not being selfish by asking people to accommodate us and again i don't care if you have ptsd too you are spouting#LITERAL ABLEISM. by calling our needs insane and selfish#im triggered by jjba and butterflies and elvis and certain names#the public library down the street. the middle and high school i went to#the sound of a specific voice#calico cats and suicide threats and being held too tight and hamilton.#im not being fucking selfish by asking people to avoid jjba references around me#to not send me songs or images or? threaten suicide? or play hamilton aloud or hold me too tight#i have a friend who's triggered by smiley faces. they're not doing anything wrong asking me to not use them in texts with them#i know someone who's triggered by the beatles. there is nothing wrong with it expressing that so i don't play that around it.#and the fact that you're arguing it as this. inane childish unreasonable behavior#no way around it#is cruel ableism against posttraumatic stress disorder that is NOT negated by you having triggers too.#don't fucking turn it on those of us with 'weird' triggers.#just say you're fucking ableist because being mentally ill does not excuse this shit behavior toward people in the same situation.
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imkindanerdy · 12 days
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Welcome To The Table - Ben Brainard (Web Series) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: New Jersey (Welcome To The Table), CDC (Welcome To The Table) Additional Tags: New Jersey has ptsd, CDC is a doctor, New Jersey has nightmares, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD Summary:
New Jersey has a checkup with CDC. He ends up asking hypotheticals about someone who has symptoms of PTSD. CDC sees through the hypotheticals and checks on New Jersey.
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sppc2016 · 1 month
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Who can access Panchakarma therapy for mental wellness?
In recent years, there has been a growing interest in holistic approaches to mental wellness, and one such practice gaining traction is Panchakarma therapy. Originating from ancient Ayurvedic traditions, Panchakarma therapy involves a series of cleansing and rejuvenating treatments aimed at restoring balance to the body and mind. While traditionally used to treat physical ailments, there is increasing recognition of its potential benefits for mental health conditions. However, understanding who can access Panchakarma therapy for mental wellness is crucial for individuals seeking alternative approaches to mental well-being.
Panchakarma therapy encompasses a range of techniques, including massage, herbal treatments, dietary changes, and detoxification procedures. These treatments are tailored to each individual's unique constitution and health concerns, making it a personalized approach to mental wellness. While Panchakarma therapy is generally safe for most individuals, there are certain factors to consider when determining eligibility for this treatment modality.
Assessment by Ayurvedic Practitioner: The first step in accessing Panchakarma therapy for mental wellness is to undergo a comprehensive assessment by a qualified Ayurvedic practitioner. This assessment typically involves an evaluation of one's physical health, mental well-being, lifestyle factors, and medical history. Based on this assessment, the practitioner can determine whether Panchakarma therapy is suitable and beneficial for the individual.
Overall Health Status: Individuals with certain underlying health conditions may need to proceed with caution or avoid certain aspects of Panchakarma therapy. For example, pregnant women, individuals with severe medical conditions, or those undergoing intensive medical treatments may not be ideal candidates for Panchakarma. It's essential to discuss any existing health concerns with the Ayurvedic practitioner to ensure safety and efficacy.
Commitment to Lifestyle Changes: Panchakarma therapy often involves not only in-clinic treatments but also lifestyle modifications, including dietary changes, herbal supplements, and daily routines. Individuals seeking Panchakarma therapy for mental wellness should be willing to commit to these lifestyle changes to maximize the benefits of the treatment.
Mental Health Assessment: Since Panchakarma therapy for mental wellness focuses on restoring balance to the mind-body connection, individuals with mild to moderate mental health concerns such as stress, anxiety, depression, or insomnia may benefit from this approach. However, those with severe mental health conditions may require a multidisciplinary treatment approach involving Panchakarma therapy alongside conventional psychiatric care.
Personalized Treatment Plan: Panchakarma therapy is not a one-size-fits-all approach. Each individual's treatment plan is tailored to their specific needs, constitution, and wellness goals. Therefore, it's essential to work closely with the Ayurvedic practitioner to develop a personalized treatment plan that addresses mental health concerns effectively.
Accessing Panchakarma therapy for mental wellness offers several potential benefits
Stress Reduction: Panchakarma treatments such as Abhyanga (oil massage) and Shirodhara (oil dripping on the forehead) can help alleviate stress and promote relaxation, leading to improved mental well-being. This aligns with the concept of stress management therapy.
Detoxification: Panchakarma therapies like Virechana (purgation) and Basti (enema) are designed to eliminate toxins from the body, which can have a positive impact on mental clarity and emotional balance. This can be particularly beneficial for individuals seeking post-traumatic stress disorder treatment.
Balancing Doshas: According to Ayurveda, imbalances in the three doshas (Vata, Pitta, and Kapha) can contribute to mental health issues. Panchakarma therapy aims to restore doshic balance, thereby addressing underlying causes of mental distress.
In conclusion, Panchakarma therapy can be a valuable tool for promoting mental wellness, but it's essential to determine eligibility based on individual health status, mental health concerns, and willingness to commit to lifestyle changes. By working with a qualified Ayurvedic practitioner and following a personalized treatment plan, individuals can access the benefits of Panchakarma therapy for improved mental well-being. For those seeking Panchakarma treatment in Delhi, options such as Ayurvedic hospitals like Patanjali Hospital Delhi can provide access to experienced practitioners and comprehensive treatment plans tailored to individual needs.
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healthyboom · 7 months
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How to Overcome Stress and Find Inner Peace
Life has a sneaky way of piling things on, doesn’t it? One moment you’re breezing through your to-do list, and the next, you’re wondering why you got misty-eyed over a cereal commercial. It’s wild out there, so it’s totally okay to need a little time-out every now and then. For those times when you’re not quite sure if you’re just tired or on the brink of a meltdown, here’s a fun (but oh-so-real) list of signs that stress might be doing the tango on your last nerve.
Sleep? What’s That?
If you hop into bed and your brain decides to replay every episode of your life instead of letting you snooze, stress could be the uninvited sleepover guest. Try some lavender mist on your pillow or Naturecan’s CBD gummies to help you chill out before bed and see if that helps.
Coffee Can’t Fix This
We all have our morning rituals, but if you’re guzzling down cup after cup and still feeling like you’re in slow-mo, it’s a sign all might not be well in your body and mind.
You’re Suddenly Tearful
Ever find yourself getting teary at the drop of a hat? Yep, even over those weird infomercials. Stress can turn those tear ducts into open faucets. It’s much harder to regulate your emotions when you are under a lot of stress, which is why seeing a good therapist can often be a great idea.
Your Belly’s Upset
If your stomach’s acting like it’s on a rollercoaster when you’re firmly on solid ground, stress might be steering the ride. Butterflies in the stomach can be a sign of stress and anxiety, but they can also be a sign of something physically wrong with you too, so if they persist best to get them checked out.
A Case Of Forgetfulness
Ever read a page of a book and then had no clue what you just read? Or forgot why you opened the fridge? When stress levels rise, memory can take a nosedive. So, before you start panicking about cognitive decline issues, think about whether you have been feeling particularly stressed lately.
Your Skin’s Not Playing Nice
When you’re adulting, but your skin decides to revert to its teen years, it’s time to check in with your stress levels. A good therapist may well be better for you than a dermatologist at this point.
Everything Feels Overwhelming
The mail’s piled up, the laundry’s giving you side-eye, and even choosing a snack feels like a major decision. If the small stuff feels like climbing a mountain, it’s time to take a breath, and think about whether you might need some help for your stress.
Obviously, if you think you might have a stress problem, you should visit your doctor as soon as possible. This information is just a general summary and only a medical professional can diagnose chronic stress in you. That being said, fi you do spot any of these signs, you should act sooner, rather than later.
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neuro-cry-entist · 15 days
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emotional binoculars
i wish i wasn't this wayi can't be sure i was born like thisbecause all my memories are stained with the emotions of othersspecifically, hersi see mine as wellscared, uncertainimpending doomthere was no safety in my attachmentso i clung to the flaming astroid in orbit-i cling to myselfmuscles tenseintestines clenchsomulencean emotional thermometer,barometer,binocularsreading the roomof its limbic…
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