var title = 'Psychology and Mental Health Forum Psychology Feed';
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		var time = 'Wed, 06 Aug 2025 14:39:48 -0400';

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		data[0]['title'] = 'Half brother and sister intimate relationship';
		data[0]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/half_brother_and_sister_intimate_relationship_c-3_u-80663_b-2025.html';
		data[0]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/half_brother_and_sister_intimate_relationship_c-3_u-80663_b-2025.html';
		data[0]['username'] = 'jakeln';
		data[0]['blog_id'] = '2025';
		data[0]['blog_message'] = 'Hi, I&#039;m a new member and have registered in the hope of finding a better understanding and hopefully some peace regarding my intimate relationship with my half sister.<br /><br />I was adopted at birth and met my biological mother and two half sisters 6 years ago (I was 38 at the time).  My two half sisters (the eldest was 28 and the youngest was 25) (and no-one else) never knew of my existence.  After my mother disclosed and discussed my &quot;re-appearance&quot; with them, we met for the first time in 2006.  From the very first moment, there was a very special bond between my eldest half sister and me.  Although I dearly love my youngest half sister and we have a great relationship, which is very supportive and loving, we do not have a physical attraction to each other and we do not share the same level of emotional &quot;understanding&quot; that I share with my eldest half sister.<br /><br />From the first moment on, my eldest half sister and I shared an amazing bond.  I live in a different country to them (my mother and two half sisters), but each time we get to see each other, we have an ability to enter each other&#039;s souls in an instant, as if we have never been apart.  The &quot;connection&quot; between us has always contained an element of physical attraction, but we never acted on it, nor discussed it.  In each other&#039;s presence, we were however always stunned by the fact that no-one else picked up on it, since it always felt (and still does) like it was almost &quot;tangible&quot;.<br /><br />In 2008, our relationship became sexual and on each trip since then, we have enjoyed the most amazing intimate moments both she and I have ever experienced.  First and foremost, we are truly soul mates and we share an acceptance of each other, that neither of us have ever experienced anywhere else.  Our physical relationship is not our primary attraction, but flows from the amazing intimacy we share emotionally.  If it were possible and because of society&#039;s views regarding relationships like these, we&#039;d choose to exist as &quot;just&quot; half brother and sister, but we both understand that we&#039;d be lying to ourselves if we pretended this to be true.<br /><br />We are both Christians and love our churches and our communities.  I don&#039;t have a problem with our relationship in view of my relationship with God, but my sister does struggle with it from time to time.  We also understand the consequences (perhaps not fully) of our relationship, both in a community and in our family.<br /><br />We have not shared our relationship with anyone and my hope is to enter into meaningful discussion regarding our situation, so that I may better understand our options.  There is so much more to say, but this will do for a start.';
		data[0]['blog_time'] = 'Wed, 18 Jan 2012 11:29:22 -0500';
		

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		data[1]['title'] = 'emotional hijacking and learning to take personal responsibility';
		data[1]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/emotional_hijacking_and_learning_to_take_personal_responsibility_c-3_u-333179_b-9772.html';
		data[1]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/emotional_hijacking_and_learning_to_take_personal_responsibility_c-3_u-333179_b-9772.html';
		data[1]['username'] = 'Stab1l1ty';
		data[1]['blog_id'] = '9772';
		data[1]['blog_message'] = 'Hello everyone! Here is another post that I wonder if anyone can relate to?<br /><br />Now I have recognized that I do have some good qualities as I began to understand and rebuild myself but I find that I have also exploited these qualities in the past, distant and and not so distant. At I times I have  even justified my actions with these qualities for example talking myself out of returning a phone call from my mother, I&#039;ll tell  myself that attending to my life changes are more important, I can&#039;t disrupt this noble and righteous work, then anger will justify the frustration of having to make these life changes then ill hold her responsible for my current emotional and mental struggles. Ill think she doesn&#039;t deserve to speak with me, she deserves to suffer like me, she should be punished. (I know very immature,  Its as if bpd is one the more extreme symptoms of immaturity)<br /><br />Or my sadness will justify my depression after acknowledging how sensitive I am.  For an example I&#039;ll use avoiding my mothers call again, I&#039;ll think to myself that I deserve to be alone for all the stress and pain I have caused others, that there is so much growth that needs to transpire before I can effectively communicate with anyone. That I don&#039;t have anything worth saying, that I don&#039;t want to worry anyone with my issues and ineptitude. (Really I&#039;m just removing a level of responsibility and accountability over my own actions that I believe I&#039;m too exhausted for, too depressed to invest my energy in to)<br />This is where My Fear interjects sometimes, creating thoughts like I would just embarrass myself if I try to educate or inform my mother on my current condition because I don&#039;t really know myself like i once believed I did, I&#039;ll sound uninformed to her, like I&#039;m not trying to change, or I&#039;m not taking the growth that needs to transpire seriously enough. (The shame would be too much to bear apparently is what Im thinking here, once again I see myself hiding from a level of responsibility because of the fear of emotional shame, which is related to heightened level of emotional sensitivity leaving me fearful of many personal and social situations/confrontations)<br /><br />Another thing I have become recently hip to is the projection of these insecurities on he world. What I believe people are thinking about me or fear that they may be thinking, really are just what i deep down think about myself. And it does not stop at people i project my demeanor on to all things, in my eyes the world has become as tumultuous as my soul, A place where joy does not exist only struggle and heartache.  I believe by improving my perception of self my projection on to the world will also improve, my perception of the world will improve and i will see the beauty of life again.';
		data[1]['blog_time'] = 'Sun, 20 Mar 2016 19:43:32 -0400';
		

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		data[2]['title'] = 'help me?';
		data[2]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/help_me%CA%94_c-3_u-347833_b-9950.html';
		data[2]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/help_me%CA%94_c-3_u-347833_b-9950.html';
		data[2]['username'] = 'xzglr';
		data[2]['blog_id'] = '9950';
		data[2]['blog_message'] = 'Hello everyone! <br />Some bad things happened in my life lately, and i really don&#039;t know what to do anymore. And i can&#039;t tell anyone and i really need help... Please help me.<br />I&#039;m a 16 year old girl. I have an older sister who is 20 years old, but lives in another country. I also had an older brother but he died and i&#039;m the youngest kid of my family. My parents were always good to my siblings, but they always abuse me physcially and mentally. My parents divorced when i was 11 and i started to live with my father. But he was always beating me up, throwing me stuff and yelling at me, saying bad stuff to me and i was really depressed. And everyone was bullying me in school because of my look and it was making me really upset and make me hate myself. <br />When i turned 13, i started to live with my mom and she got married last year. But she changed a lot after she got married. She started abuse me, she was always talking about how ugly and stupid and lazy i am etc. Then she started to hitting me. <br />One day my mom and stepdad went out for drinking (they are drunk most of the time already so...) and they came home at like 3 am. And my stepdad tried to rape me. Then i called police, they took him to police station but he didn&#039;t go to jail...<br />After that day, he started to  hit me too and my mom wasn&#039;t saying anything. I had a lot of scars and bruises on my face and body.<br />And then they kicked me out from the house because they said they can&#039;t take stand me anymore and my dad said he doesn&#039;t want me in his home so i&#039;m staying at my friends home for now. <br />I feel really bad. I wanna run away from all of this and I wanna die.  Nobody really cares about me, even my parents. I want to talk to my mom but I can&#039;t do it. I don&#039;t know what to do. <img src="https://www.psychforums.com/images/smilies/icon_cry.gif" alt=":cry:" title="Crying or Very sad" /> <br />Btw i&#039;m sorry for my bad English because my first language isn&#039;t English and i&#039;m still learning. Thank you so much for reading..';
		data[2]['blog_time'] = 'Fri, 27 May 2016 11:17:43 -0400';
		

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		data[3]['title'] = 'Do I have Conduct Disorder?';
		data[3]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/do_i_have_conduct_disorder%CA%94_c-3_u-320081_b-9432.html';
		data[3]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/do_i_have_conduct_disorder%CA%94_c-3_u-320081_b-9432.html';
		data[3]['username'] = '3rr0r';
		data[3]['blog_id'] = '9432';
		data[3]['blog_message'] = 'Hello, I am a slightly troubled teenager. All my life (besides my ADHD) I didn&#039;t really think I had any psychiatric problems. Then, when I was 13 years old, I stumbled upon conduct and antisocial personality disorder when I was browsing the internet. Intrigued by the similarities I had with the disorders (conduct disorder since I&#039;m not 18). My symptoms tend to be more related to primary psychopathy (high functioning antisocial personality disorder)  than conduct related though.<br /><br />. I am unable to form real connections with others (including family), and only make friends for monetary, reputable, or general control purposes.<br />. I enjoy causing pain and am aggressive, which has caused me to get into a lot of fights.<br />. I am manipulative, and don&#039;t have symptoms of lying, which has allowed me to get people to do things for me, and has gotten me out of psychiatric evaluation multiple times<br />. I have a group of &quot;friends&quot; (slaves), that are stupid, violent, and easily manipulative, that I get to fight with others, and generally intimidate people since I am pretty weak and don&#039;t want to get in trouble. <br />. I have VERY high self worth, and think everyone I know is below me. I want to control people.<br />. Whenever I see a person in pain (even if I caused it), I feel nothing.<br />. I never understood why people feel guilty, since I have never felt guilt for any of my actions.<br />. I don&#039;t understand altruism and have no desire to help others.<br /><br />If I do have conduct disorder, I have already learned how to blend in reasonably well. I am also very intelligent (My IQ is 157). I would really like for people who actually have conduct disorder to see if my symptoms show signs (not a professional diagnosis obviously) of conduct disorder.';
		data[3]['blog_time'] = 'Tue, 05 Jan 2016 00:13:05 -0500';
		

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		data[4]['title'] = 'boy alter who is also a little alter';
		data[4]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/boy_alter_who_is_also_a_little_alter_c-3_u-322301_b-9465.html';
		data[4]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/boy_alter_who_is_also_a_little_alter_c-3_u-322301_b-9465.html';
		data[4]['username'] = 'dissociatingdarling';
		data[4]['blog_id'] = '9465';
		data[4]['blog_message'] = 'so i have d.i.d. (dissociative identity disorder) and one of my alters is named benji. benji is an 8 year old boy in the body of a 18 year old biologically female. i have no issues regarding my gender or sex and feel i was born in the right body. benji has such bad dysphoria that he hates coming out, refuses to look at himself in the mirror, refuses to take pictures, and everyone can feel how much sad it makes him. last night was the final straw though when my mom wanted to take pictures and he was co-fronting with me he started to cry because he asked her why she needed to take them. my mom dismissed his feelings and i just want to help him. anyone have something similar to this or have any ideas on how to help? i am so lost right now...';
		data[4]['blog_time'] = 'Thu, 21 Jan 2016 16:18:35 -0500';