var title = 'Psychology and Mental Health Forum Psychology Feed';
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		var site_desc = 'Psychology and Mental Health Forum';
		var time = 'Sun, 14 Sep 2025 07:25:26 -0400';

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		data[0]['title'] = 'My First Post - About me-please reply';
		data[0]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/my_first_post_about_meplease_reply_c-3_u-81651_b-2133.html';
		data[0]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/my_first_post_about_meplease_reply_c-3_u-81651_b-2133.html';
		data[0]['username'] = 'operakid';
		data[0]['blog_id'] = '2133';
		data[0]['blog_message'] = 'I&#039;ve recently been diagnosed with schizoaffective disorder(Depressive type) after 3 years of hell.  Its hit me hard as i always thought things would turn out better , if you get me. Ive had bad days alot.  And some good days. Im on medication , abilfy 15mg , fluxotine 30mg  a day and i feel that it just works for a bit then stops.  In the past i had taken seroquel which didnt work at all and risperidone which did work but i had bad side effects and had to change drug.  Its doing my head in.  I just want to get better ! I wish there was a mircle drug or something , something that would take the voices away.  The voices are loud and agressive, they tell me to do things that i shouldnt do.  Things got so bad i was admitted to a mental health unit for 3 months.  I was in a safe place but  i got no help with coping and my medication was removed in the process which added insult to injury.<br /><br />I feel very alone as i have no one to talk to who has the same diagnoses as me, understands me, or understands what i am going through.<br />I would like to be able to use this forum to meet people who are similarly affected and able to understand and offer support as id like to do the same.';
		data[0]['blog_time'] = 'Mon, 06 Feb 2012 03:23:11 -0500';
		

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		data[1]['title'] = 'Please Help me figure out what's wrong with me';
		data[1]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/please_help_me_figure_out_what%CA%B9s_wrong_with_me_c-3_u-444138_b-12056.html';
		data[1]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/please_help_me_figure_out_what%CA%B9s_wrong_with_me_c-3_u-444138_b-12056.html';
		data[1]['username'] = 'confusedingulf';
		data[1]['blog_id'] = '12056';
		data[1]['blog_message'] = 'First of all I would like to apologize because this is going to be really long so I would like to say I really appreciate you reading this till the end and trying to help. <br /><br />Since november I have been having flashbacks and thoughts of everything I have done wrong in my life, and now that I think about it those things are absolutely horrible. <br /><br />To start with typical things normal people would have heard of before, I&#039;ve done things like cheating on boyfriends, lying to parents, sneaking out etc... I lost my virginity at 15 years old with a 21 year old guy and also had sex with a 28 year old who lied to me about his age, which disgusts me when I thought about it.<br /><br />Now more weird things, as a kid, I would always lie. I would like about everything. I would lie about having cancer, about having relationships with celebrities ( I would even make fake accounts and catfish people) , about being anorexic, i even catfished a real person in real life to show people and pretend he was flirting with me. I lied about having a brother that died, about people I knew, places I went to etc... I don&#039;t know why, can anyone help me figure out why I would like so much?<br /><br />Now the darkest part is sexual. As a child I remember making my dog eat me out.  Of course at that time I didn&#039;t really know what i was doing but now i see it&#039;s bestiality and I can&#039;t get over what I did. Likewise, I&#039;ve been recalling sexual games I would play as a kid which really mess with my mind. I remember licking my cousins&#039; vagina because she said she wanted me to. I also remenber pretending to be asleep while my cousins and sisters licked my breasts because I liked the feeling of it. Is this sexual abuse? Also, I remember once i asked my sister to touch me down there and my dad walked in the room before she did and stopped us. I don&#039;t know what to do about this because everytime I see my sister all i think about is if i sexually abused her and why I would do something like that with her. <br /><br />So when recalling all those wrong things I have been really bad anxiety since and I&#039;m not too sure what&#039;s happening. Along with his comes thoughts I don&#039;t want to have that I just can&#039;t stop. I keep on thinking in my head that I have been raped and my body feels so unsafe even though I know it isnt true, the feeling is still there. I get thoughts about harming people and myself all of the time, I get thoughts about violence and sexual stuff, and i don&#039;t know why. I have read online that this might be OCD which could make sense as I recall having weird &#039;if i don&#039;t do this then this will happen&quot; things as a child. For example:<br /><br />&quot; If i don&#039;t run down the corridor in less than 10 seconds then my mum will die in the future&quot; <br /><br />a lot of games like that  in my head that I see now might have been the start of this. <br /><br />I just do not understand at all what is going on in my head right now and why these thoughts don&#039;t stop. I can&#039;t figure out if i have been raped or if it&#039;s my imagination playing with me because i have no memory and i have been to the extent of asking family members who said no and gave me support. I can&#039;t figure out why i started thinking about all my mistakes all of a sudden. Please help me figure out whats happening?';
		data[1]['blog_time'] = 'Thu, 26 Apr 2018 15:00:31 -0400';
		

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		data[2]['title'] = 'An Introduction to My Mission';
		data[2]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/an_introduction_to_my_mission_c-3_u-105870_b-5787.html';
		data[2]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/an_introduction_to_my_mission_c-3_u-105870_b-5787.html';
		data[2]['username'] = 'Bunnielight';
		data[2]['blog_id'] = '5787';
		data[2]['blog_message'] = 'Hi there. <br />You may call me Bunnie. I am a 23 year old female who is recently married. While I am completely happy and content with my life, I still carry a lot of baggage on a daily basis and need somewhere to go to write and vent. My mother is believed to have extreme narcissistic personality disorder and has been diagnosed multiple times with bipolar disorder. However, because of her narcissism, any treatment is slapped away. She cannot maintain a stable lifestyle, a job, and refuses to pay rent. She recently got arrested for exactly that and any other information regarding her is simply my grandparents and I digging around trying to find something out.<br /><br />My sister, half sister to be exact, is a 19 year old &quot;mother&quot; of two who recently had her children taken from her by DCS and relocated to a loving family trying their best to deal with the cases appropriately and cooperate with her while she gets her life together. However, her priorities and terrible attitude is questionable regardless of what she claims. She has been told to do numerous things all of which she either ignores or makes sure she does the minimum. I would have dismissed all of this a long time ago and moved on with my life if I didn&#039;t care so much. I want the best because our mother never provided anything for her. I want my nephews to have a good life and to have their mother. It is these reasons that I have tried to be the appropriate rock, but her attitude and my limited affect on this situation, legally, makes it that much harder.<br /><br />Every day I struggle with my role in all of this. I want the best for everyone. I want them to get the help they need. But the stress of it all effects my life on a daily basis. My life is great. I have a stable job and my husband and I are starting our own business. I am a photographer and he is a videographer/producer. If we continue on the path that we are on, we will be highly successful.<br /><br />Which is why I had to find somewhere to turn to vent and give me direction. I need to deal with this appropriately and help who I can where I can without causing more damage than I am helping.<br /><br />I have had blogs over the years but none that I felt comfortable truly venting in. Nowhere that gave me proper feedback or guidance. I came here because I feel like this is where I can find that. Because I definitely need it.<br /><br />-HMD';
		data[2]['blog_time'] = 'Mon, 11 Nov 2013 15:06:41 -0500';
		

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		data[3]['title'] = 'self-harm/cutting';
		data[3]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/selfharmcutting_c-3_u-255981_b-6588.html';
		data[3]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/selfharmcutting_c-3_u-255981_b-6588.html';
		data[3]['username'] = 'thisguy41006';
		data[3]['blog_id'] = '6588';
		data[3]['blog_message'] = 'I am 27 and have lived with cutting for most of my life lately I have put quite a lot of thought into when in started or why I started. I think back and remembered cutting at 11 years old why I did it not a clue could have got in trouble or something but it was a *mod edit* razer yet its been months scents I have shopped for the in boulck there still around. its been 16 years I have been cutting.... <br /><br />Today day and time 20th: <br />Its been hard lately I know what I do is far from OK good or safe <br />A key that keeps me going to deep or bleed for to long is the thought of tears on my sisters face.<br />I&#039;m do to have a son in two months. <br />Her head games to help this time I&#039;m going through.<br />Its been three days every night shower on blade out cut *mod edit* times upper arm tell my heart slows to a mild beat a twitch here a twitch there I fill like I&#039;m taking to far waking up or fading out in a tub of my sin filled blood <br /><br />Not really sure why I&#039;m writing all I know is I&#039;m lost only wish I can cry it out ....';
		data[3]['blog_time'] = 'Thu, 20 Mar 2014 21:10:14 -0400';
		

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		data[4]['title'] = 'hi just wanted to say';
		data[4]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/hi_just_wanted_to_say_c-3_u-97890_b-3421.html';
		data[4]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/hi_just_wanted_to_say_c-3_u-97890_b-3421.html';
		data[4]['username'] = 'emogirl18';
		data[4]['blog_id'] = '3421';
		data[4]['blog_message'] = 'hi i am new to this sight and just wanted to say that  i have depression and problems with people and talking i am a cutter and very suicidal. so i kinda need some help and ideas on anything that could help me. i am only 18 and im a very shy girl';
		data[4]['blog_time'] = 'Sun, 07 Oct 2012 23:06:37 -0400';