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Anxiety
5 days ago
Breathing techniques
When I get anxious I do the 4-7-8 technique. Breath in for 4 seconds, hold for 7 seconds and breath out for 8 seconds. Does anyone have other techniques?
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Anxiety
Aryan10
1 week ago
I want to be famous!
I moved to Bombay from Pune 6 months ago. I finished my university in Pune. I want to become a famous celebrity, Im pursuing an acting career. I signed up with a small agency. Im going for auditions here and there, but I haven't even landed an Ad! I wake up every morning in my cramped apartment. I stare at the ceiling for a long time before I grab my phone. My thumb swipes through Instagram. Models, influencers, film stars, some of them not even older than me, flashing smiles, holidays in Bali, wearing nice designer clothes and expensive watches that I dream of, cars I can’t even afford. Thousands of likes. Millions of views. I think to myself I want those things. I do skits and post content online. I dont have more than 40 followers. I want to have a millions! I do acting skits, I post them, I use hashtags, interact with other accounts. How? How do they do it? How someone like Kaby wakes up and becomes famous and has million of followers??!! My parents don’t say it but I see it in their eyes. They want me to settle down, find a stable job, get married, buy a flat in Pune and live like everyone else. "Respectable," they call it. I want more. I want fans to repeat cheer and scream my name. "Aryan, Aryan, Aryan!" I don’t want to just exist. I want people to know my name, to hear it echo in conversations, to see my face somewhere that matters. I don’t know how or when, but I just want it. Desperately. The problem is, I have no plan. No goals.. I sit here scrolling through other people’s curated lives, thinking maybe I could be like them. When will I have my big break? Sometimes I wonder if I’m another face in this Bombay crowd. People brushing past me, never knowing my name, never caring who I was. That thought terrifies me.
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Stress
1 week ago
I never thought I'd lose her like this..
I never thought I’d lose her like this. Not all at once, but in pieces. My grandmother was always the sharpest person I knew, the kind of woman who could tell you every date, every recipe, every family story like it was written on her skin. Now, at twenty-two, I sit by her side and watch her slip further into a fog. The first time I noticed it, she called me by my mother’s name. I laughed it off, said she must be tired. But then it kept happening. She’d look right at me, confusion in her eyes, and I’d realize she didn’t remember who I was in that moment. Do you know how much it hurts to look at the person who raised you and see that blankness? It feels like you’ve vanished from their world. She forgets little things. where she put her glasses, the name of her street, whether she’s already eaten lunch. But sometimes it’s bigger. She’ll start boiling water and then wander away, forgetting the stove is on. Or she’ll call me in a panic because she thinks someone has stolen her purse, only for me to find it hidden in the fridge. What breaks me the most is when she slips back into the past. She talks to me like I’m her sister, long gone. She tells me stories from sixty years ago. And I just sit there, nodding, pretending to be whoever she needs me to be. Because for those moments, she’s happy. And I’d rather be a stranger she loves than a granddaughter she can’t remember. But when it ends. when she suddenly realizes she doesn’t know where she is or why. I see the terror in her eyes. She clutches my hand and I feel helpless. Even if she doesn’t always know who I am, I know who she is. And I’ll keep reminding her, even if it breaks me. It is so painful to watch. It is heartbreaking. Even if we go to experts or reach out to people going through the same, you cant help it knowing the inevitable is coming. She will not be the same again, and eventually, we will completely lose her. Im sorry for everyone out there going through the same thing with their loved ones 💔💔💔
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Dementia
1 week ago
My life has changed. I'm afraid all the time...
Two years ago, I was walking home from a friend’s birthday. It wasn’t even that late. I remember the air smelled like rain and fried food, and I felt light, drunk but not sloppy. I didn’t see him until it was too late. The alley, the grip, the hand over my mouth. I can’t even write the details without wanting to throw up. But it happened. And when it was over, I wasn’t the same. How do you move on from this? when your body keeps dragging you back? When I close my eyes, I feel his breath on my neck. When someone brushes past me on the street, I freeze, every muscle screaming. I can’t stand the sound of footsteps behind me; it makes my chest tighten like I’m about to suffocate. Nights are the worst. My bed isn’t safe anymore. I wake up and I check the locks, then the windows, then the closet. I check again. And again. And still, I don’t feel safe. I wonder if I ever will. Sometimes, survival feels like rotting slowly while everyone else keeps living. I’m still here, yes. But I’m not who I was. I don’t know if I ever will be again.
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Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder
محمد_علي
1 week ago
خوف ورعب شديد
كنت جالسا في غرفة الصالة اليوم، وفجأة شعرت بنبض قلبي يتسارع، وبدأت أتنفس بصعوبة. شعرت وكأنني أُصاب بنوبة قلبية. اتصلت بزوجتي لطلب الإسعاف. كنت أتعرق وكنتُ خائفا للغاية. لم أستطع التنفس، ظننت أنني سأموت. عندما وصلت سيارة الإسعاف، فحصوا نبضي، ومستوى الأكسجين، وجميع علاماتي الحيوية. قالوا إنني بخير تماما. أخبروني أن ما مررتُ به هو نوبة هلع. وإذا تكررت، فقد أحتاج إلى زيارة طبيب مختص لفهم سبب هذه النوبات المروعة. أنا خائف جدًا من أن تتكرر. ساعدوني! لا أعرف لماذا فجأة حدث معي هذا الموقف المروع
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Panic Disorder
2 weeks ago
My roommate is too unorganized, and she triggers my OCD
Living with OCD isn’t just about liking things clean but it is about feeling a constant, overwhelming need for order that isn’t always logical to others but feels necessary to me. I line up items on my desk perfectly, wipe surfaces even when they already look clean, and fold my clothes a certain way every single time. If something is out of order even slightly, it doesn’t just bother me. It freaking annoys me!!! I have this need that I have to fix it. But my habits aren’t the same as my roommate’s. Living with a roommate has brought challenges. She doesn’t seem to notice, and while I respect that everyone has their own way of living, it’s hard for me when our environments clash. I try to remind myself that her room is her space, and I can’t control everything. But it’s difficult. Seeing clutter, even through an open door, can spike my anxiety. I feel like going and fixing her room when she isn’t at home. Im venting right now! But should I just go ahead and organise her room??
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Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder
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لا يكتمل نومي الا بعد ان يجلس شخص يزن بين 55 الى 70 كيلوجراماً على صدري حتى اتعب ، ويستمر مفعول هذه الحركة لمدة اسبوعين تقريباً ومن ثم يختل النوم مجددًا حتى تتم العملية المذكورة مرة أخرى!
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करन अपने नवजात बेटे के पालने के पास चुपचाप बैठा था। उसका दिल प्यार से भरा था, लेकिन डर भी उतना ही गहरा था। हर बार जब बच्चा करवट बदलता, करन का दिल धड़क उठता — खर्चे, ज़िम्मेदारियाँ, भविष्य की चिंता सब एक साथ दिमाग़ में उमड़ने लगते। क्या वह अच्छा पिता बन पाएगा? क्या वह अपने बेटे को सही दिशा दे पाएगा? ये सवाल उसे अंदर ही अंदर तोड़ते थे। लेकिन जब उसके बेटे ने अपनी नन्ही उंगलियों से उसकी उंगली थामी, कुछ बदल गया। डर पूरी तरह गया नहीं, लेकिन उस प्यार ने उसे हिम्मत दी। करन ने महसूस किया — उसे सब जवाब अभी नहीं चाहिए, बस कोशिश करनी है, हर पल साथ रहना है। और यहीं से उसकी पितृत्व की यात्रा शुरू हुई।
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Im a very nervous flyer. Everytime I get on a plane, I get very anxious. Especially during turbulence. My hands start to sweat and I start looking outside the window. Note If I dont have a window seat. I go crazy. I'd rather sit in an Economy window seat rather Business class middle Aisle seat. My wife tries to talk to me to get my mind off of thinking about the plane but it doesnt work. Every second feels like an hour. You always look at the time and want to know when will we reach? How far is it? And it feels like forever.. My fear has become better Thank God over the years, but its still there.
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Hey everyone, Just wanted to share something I’ve been thinking about lately and see if anyone else feels the same. I’ve always considered myself an extrovert — I genuinely love being around people, social settings give me energy in the moment, and I thrive off good conversation. But then afterwards… I sometimes feel totally depleted. Not always, but often enough to notice it. It’s not just physical tiredness — it’s more like this mental spiral of “Did I overshare? Was I too much? Should I have said that differently?” And it leaves me feeling a little emotionally wiped out. That’s why I always joke that I’m an “introverted extrovert” — outgoing on the outside, but I really need solo time after socializing to recharge and reset. Just wondering if anyone else relates to this weird mix — enjoying people, but also needing space after? Would love to hear your thoughts. 😊
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Roughly around 3 a.m., Sameera woke gasping, heart racing, chest tight. Panic bloomed that was unseen, uninvited. She tiptoed to the kitchen, water shaking in her hand. The walls felt closer at night. Sitting cross-legged on the living room floor, wrapped in a blanket, she whispered, “Breathe.” Her own voice memo reminded her: You’ve survived this before. Slowly, her breath steadied. The terror didn’t vanish, but it loosened. By 4:15, she was still. Not cured from the situation but just surviving. And sometimes, that was enough.
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I always try to manage my time the best I can. And Whenever things to dont go according to plan, it disrupts the sequence of the other activities I have to do during the day. Lets take an example, If I have a meeting at 9 am then dentist appointment at 10 am then meeting a friend at 11 am. If my meeting goes a bit longer than it is suppose to then I will be late for my dentist appointment which in turn Ill be late for meeting with my friend. So it becomes a knock on effect. I always look at the clock and start worrying and not pay attention in the meeting. And thats what I mean with Anxiety of Time. Everything has to go according to plan..This time anxiety actually also affects my life at home or the time im relaxing. Even Im having a massage, Im thinking the massage must finish in an hour because I have to go see my family at 5 pm. So I end up not enjoying the so called "relaxing massage". I dont know how Im suppose to deal with this..can anyone relate?
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Angela is 11 years old and loves to win. School felt like a constant competition, and second place felt like failure. One day, after crying over a spelling test, her parents took her to see the school counselor, Ms. Ramirez. There, Angela learned that doing her best mattered more than being the best. She discovered calming strategies, started journaling, and even helped classmates instead of racing them. When she came third in the science fair, she smiled and said, “I’m proud—I had fun.” Angela was still competitive, but now she was also confident, balanced and kinder to herself and that was the real win.
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I have OCD since my college days. I keep washing my hands, wiping surfaces and dusting most of the time. I am carrying sanitizer with me whereven I go. It's not only the cleanliness part I have a habit of checking and rechecking. I keep checking whether I have locked the door or the car, whether I have switched off the lights before leaving the house, whether I have turned of the stove and and microwave. I also keep checking the taps to see if water is leaking. Vaccuming the house twice a day. I don't know why but as days are passing by OCD is taking over me. Even though I try not be mindful everything around me but I still tend to repeat the same actions over and over again.
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I was clueless abouth Schizophrenia till I moved out from my home and went to another city for my studies. Now I stay in a hostel with other students. I learned about Schizophrenia which is a chronic, severe mental disorder that affects the way a person thinks, acts, expresses emotions, perceives reality, and relates to others. My junior who is doing his in final year of BSc happens to be going through Schizophrenia. He has uncontrolled waves of emotions that outpours. He has millions of thoughts running in his mind and sometimes he believes them to be in reality. He definitely needs help but he has the fear of being abandoned by his friends.
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لقد فقدت ابي وانا بعمر السنه ولم اشعر بإحساس الابوه بحثت عنه كثير في كل رجل يمر علي ولكن بلا نتيجة في طفولتي تعرضت لتحرش من أحد أقاربي القريب وشعرت بخذلان اخبرت اختي ولكن اخبرتني بإن اسكت كبرت وانا اشعر بخزي والعار بحثت عن الحب ولكن خذلت وكسرت ولم يحبني مثل ما انا اريد ضاق الخناق علي انا فتاة تعيل اسرتها وكل الاعتماد عليها اعمل عمل لا احبه ولكن اجاهد نفسي حتى احبه ولكنه بعيد عن منزلي لي 15 سنه اطلب نقل قريب من منزلي ولكن لا احصل وصلت لعمر 40وانا بين الطرقات اتعثر لا تزوجت ولا انجبت فقط احارب في هذي الحياه حتى احصل على الخلاص لقد تعبت كثير ما اجد نفسي افكر بالموت لإرتاح ساعدوني ارجوكم
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