var title = 'Psychology and Mental Health Forum Psychology Feed';
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		var time = 'Thu, 11 Sep 2025 11:04:16 -0400';

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		data[0]['title'] = 'What can I do if my family is causing me pain?';
		data[0]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/what_can_i_do_if_my_family_is_causing_me_pain%CA%94_c-3_u-265849_b-7452.html';
		data[0]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/what_can_i_do_if_my_family_is_causing_me_pain%CA%94_c-3_u-265849_b-7452.html';
		data[0]['username'] = 'XxMariexX';
		data[0]['blog_id'] = '7452';
		data[0]['blog_message'] = 'I&#039;m a teen and I have an Anxiety and Depression disorder, I&#039;m not positive but I may also have mild OCD. I&#039;m really new too this website and forums so sorry if I do this wrong <img src="https://www.psychforums.com/images/smilies/icon_redface.gif" alt=":oops:" title="Embarassed" /> . I have so much running through my mind right now that it&#039;s really hard to decide what to say, so sorry again if what I say doesn&#039;t make sense. My parents have always been the over-protective type, both of their childhoods sucked and apparently they were both bullied tons. Unlike them, I was never bullied at school or anything like that I quite liked it, but I hate it at home. My parents like to start a fight over basically everything, either if it&#039;s with me or with each other, but either way, it always ends up my fault. I have a younger sister too, she&#039;s currently the age of 10 and I&#039;m pretty sure she stopped aging at 6. I mean she&#039;s always had it easy, and her attitude towards me has never changed. I was never allowed to watch TV other then Family channel or Disney until late Grade 6, but she started as soon as I did... Meaning she was only in grade 2. Meaning, my mum thinks that everything I can do or/have she can do or/have. Moving on, my mom always treats me like I am her when she was my age. She decided I was a Tom-boy, that I don&#039;t like &quot;girly things&quot; like clothes, make-up, dating, going to the mall, going to the spa or looking good. And she really had be convinced that I was that person for a while, but once I was a little older (around 10, but not the dating part tbh none of my friends have even dated before.) I noticed that all my friends liked those things now too. I was getting older, and I wanted to act more like my gender. That&#039;s normal isn&#039;t it? Well, after all my friends changed more &quot;girly&quot; then they were before, I thought I should too and not just because they were but because I felt like I wasn&#039;t being who I really was. But to be completely honest, I was scared to change. Strangers looked at me and saw the fun-crazy-weird kid, the one that didn&#039;t want to grow up. And apparently my parents thought that too, so when I did start looking at different clothing at the stores when me and my mom went shopping she would say things like; &quot;Oh no, that&#039;s nothing like you.&quot; or &quot;Don&#039;t you think thats a bit too fancy?&quot;. When really all I would be showing was casual clothes, clothes that my close friends wore. My anxiety would kick in and I would just shut-up, agreeing to whatever she bought me. What really confuses me about this is that she always complains about the terrible clothing her mom bought her when she was a kid/teenager, and I thought that would make her want to treat me better? But I&#039;m a teen now and guess what, you will still only find pairs of jeans and leggings in my closet with basic tees and you will only find a pair of runners and a pair of gumboots on the shoe rack that belong too me. It&#039;s not fair that I&#039;m not allowed to grow up, I&#039;m not allowed to be a girl, that I have been stuck in the same hole for my whole life and it&#039;s only getting bigger. All my friends wear mascara, a bit of eyeliner, eye shadow, lipstick, and all that crap, but I can only wear concealer and a bit of foundation (whatever the difference is) to hide my acne. Note: My friends are good friends, my parents have no problems with them and I have known them my whole life. Even though I&#039;m currently only talking about 2 of them, because technically the rest left me for some unknown reason. But I do have other friends, although they are all online <img src="https://www.psychforums.com/images/smilies/icon_cry.gif" alt=":cry:" title="Crying or Very sad" /> . Onto another subject now, remember it may not seem like much so far but thats because it&#039;s all the little things that build up inside of me. My parents like to fight with me or each other ALL THE TIME, it&#039;s really bad. When its just the two of them fighting, and it&#039;s...<br /> <br /> <a href="https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/what_can_i_do_if_my_family_is_causing_me_pain%CA%94_c-3_u-265849_b-7452.html" class="postlink-local">[ Continued ]</a>';
		data[0]['blog_time'] = 'Tue, 09 Sep 2014 03:54:37 -0400';
		

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		data[1]['title'] = 'Food for thought.';
		data[1]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/food_for_thought._c-3_u-435395_b-11445.html';
		data[1]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/food_for_thought._c-3_u-435395_b-11445.html';
		data[1]['username'] = 'Velfang';
		data[1]['blog_id'] = '11445';
		data[1]['blog_message'] = 'How are mental diseases like ADHD even thought about? What are people thinking when they categorise someone in the ADHD category? Doesnt the society actually decide this? &quot;Okay, youre hyperactive, i bet you have ADHD&quot;. Im an indian and ive seen a lot of people who may have been suffering from ADHD according to the intn guidelines but they lead a normal life mostly. ADHD medication is basically a drug, amphetamine. So, enlighten me pls? Btw, i dont have ADHD. Its just food for thought.';
		data[1]['blog_time'] = 'Sun, 24 Sep 2017 14:04:37 -0400';
		

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		data[2]['title'] = 'I may be going insane';
		data[2]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/i_may_be_going_insane_c-3_u-273445_b-7870.html';
		data[2]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/i_may_be_going_insane_c-3_u-273445_b-7870.html';
		data[2]['username'] = 'Rednation';
		data[2]['blog_id'] = '7870';
		data[2]['blog_message'] = 'Thank you for your time<br />I am currently a male upperclassmen in high school. My grades are... For lack of a more accurate word bad, I have about a 2.0 cumulative. I used to want to be a 2d animator you know like cartoons. When I think about it that goal it is as far as can be from my reach. About a year and 4 months ago I saw this girl who is now the only thing I think about, I talk to her In very small conversations daily, she is the only reason I even want to go to school when I&#039;m in class I zone out and just think about her I would do anything, everything, and more to make her smile. I go home from school too depressed that I&#039;m not more to her than just someone to talk to for ten-twenty minutes and forget my homework and just think about her, cry for a few hours. Then my mother gets home and it&#039;s time for me to fake a smile and make sure she never worries about me. I usually talk to friends on skype which surprisingly takes my mind off of her a little bit, then nighttime comes and I&#039;m back in bed crying,shaking, tired but too scared of how bad my depression may get if I don&#039;t keep working for her I&#039;ve even caught myself whispering her name and talking about how much I love her when I&#039;m in this state. So I&#039;m trapped in this cycle, I ignore school and think of her then I remember she&#039;s the one and only thing I would ever work for and my grades just keep dropping. The one funny thing, nobody knows I have this problem, I seem so mentally stable, and I have plenty of friends, I&#039;m only lonely because i avoid talking to people sometimes so I can just lay in bed and think about her. I had brought this problem to a different site and I was banned within a day (I must&#039;ve swore or something) and I felt like nobody could help me, i have 3 ways I think of my life going, either I end up with this girl that I would be as loyal as a dog too, I somehow manage to pursue my dream of being an animator, or I don&#039;t end up with her and my depression takes over, and It scares me so much. Please just give me feedback, I need this help I feel empty.';
		data[2]['blog_time'] = 'Wed, 07 Jan 2015 02:50:11 -0500';
		

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		data[3]['title'] = 'My thoughts and your thoughts on me';
		data[3]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/my_thoughts_and_your_thoughts_on_me_c-3_u-337763_b-9817.html';
		data[3]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/my_thoughts_and_your_thoughts_on_me_c-3_u-337763_b-9817.html';
		data[3]['username'] = 'psychlois';
		data[3]['blog_id'] = '9817';
		data[3]['blog_message'] = 'So i&#039;ve never written a post ever on any forum, ever, and since things have changed for me recently, i&#039;d  decide to give this a go. Might not come back to this but i want to get whats in my head out there and see if anyone has anything to say about me and my problems.<br />My problems: I care about my family too much. I&#039;m almost certain that I have depression, mild anxiety and a myriad of other mental health problems but I&#039;ve never been properly diagnosed because I care about my family too much to have them worry about me at all. I also come from a culture where mental health is not a &#039;real&#039; problem, but rather a thing for the weak or the bored.<br />I think about death a lot BUT i&#039;m not suicidal. I&#039;m fine with death and i&#039;m not scared of it but I would never be able to go through with it as long as my parents are alive because I can&#039;t put them through all that pain. If they died though, I would have not much of a reason to keep going, but that is not the point of this post. <br />I&#039;ve always been very aware of my issues and i&#039;ve always been able to talk myself down in my head like there was a third person that tells the two conflicting voices in my head what to do. This third voice sounds like a trusty friend, insightful parent, or even a advising counsellor, when i think about it. This voice knows what people views as normal and suppresses my arguing voices to make me seem &#039;normal&#039;. It usually takes effort but I know it works because everyone thinks I&#039;m still this smiley, happy girl, which really hasn&#039;t been the case since about 7 years ago (when my first encounter of death in the family happened)<br />My dog (who&#039;s been with me for almost 15 years) died yesterday and I was sad but it wasn&#039;t a fearful, regretful sadness. It was more of a &quot;i&#039;ll miss you&quot; and &quot;we&#039;ve spent good time together&quot; happy sadness, though it was really sudden and shocking. I still miss him but I don&#039;t think I&#039;m doing too bad. My parents on the other hand haven&#039;t been able to sleep, eat, not spontaneously cry, and not talk about morbidity every couple of hours. They also hug me a lot because they think its comforting for me, and probably themselves too.<br />I guess what I&#039;m saying is that is it weird that I&#039;m so aware of what I&#039;m almost sure I have? Does this mean I don&#039;t have these mental health issues because it doesn&#039;t really affect my daily life and I know what triggers it, how to control it, and what works/doesn&#039;t work? Do other people with mental health issues experience this too? <br />An analogy (if you&#039;re still reading): I deal with my problems like dealing with my period. When it starts, I know what I can do to not let it leak out for the world to see. I know what the best way to deal with the dirty pad/tampon is, to chuck it out (feeling all my feelings/non-feelings but in a physical location where no one will see me then throw them out or at least leave them where they can&#039;t be seen). I clean up after myself and flush the bloody mess away (make sure no one can physically see or pick out that I have problems at any point of any time)<br />What do you think?';
		data[3]['blog_time'] = 'Tue, 05 Apr 2016 15:24:51 -0400';
		

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		data[4]['title'] = 'Sister refuses to allow me to see my nephew';
		data[4]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/sister_refuses_to_allow_me_to_see_my_nephew_c-3_u-317013_b-9387.html';
		data[4]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/sister_refuses_to_allow_me_to_see_my_nephew_c-3_u-317013_b-9387.html';
		data[4]['username'] = 'arb321988';
		data[4]['blog_id'] = '9387';
		data[4]['blog_message'] = 'Hello all, I&#039;m new here.<br />My sister gave birth and had really bad Postpartum Depression and she was already diagnosed with Bipolar disorder before hand. I have raised my nephew since he was born. She has a boyfriend, a little over a year now, and has recently moved to a different town. About 2 hours from where I live. I barely get to see him anyways because I have a very demanding job.<br />I had him over the summer for a week. He told me some information, and with my job I am a mandatory reporter (with a reporting number), and I ended up calling CPS on her. I went up at the beginning of December to see him for his birthday and give him his birthday gift. <br />She allowed me to see him for about an hour. After that she asked to talk when he was asleep. She asked why I had called CPS, I told her the circumstances, what was said to me, and the face that I&#039;m a mandatory reporter. She told me &quot;I&#039;m your sister, you should have confronted me first.&quot; I again tried to explain to her if I don&#039;t report child abuse, I could not only go to jail but lose my licenses. She will probably never understand, but now she will not &quot;ever&quot; let me see him again. <br />I miss my nephew terribly. I hate that she has her thumb on him, and all control over him. Also, I fear for his safety around her boyfriend. I expressed this to CPS as well. The outcome was that they did a wellness check. They said, until they see bruises or broken bones they really can&#039;t do anything.<br />Recently, 8 years old now, they have been leaving him home alone. Unfortunately in Arizona there is no legal age at which you can leave a child home alone. But, if something happens to the child it is considered child neglect.<br />....... Ugh..... Stressful situation';
		data[4]['blog_time'] = 'Mon, 21 Dec 2015 17:02:32 -0500';