var title = 'Psychology and Mental Health Forum Psychology Feed';
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		var time = 'Tue, 16 Sep 2025 15:21:22 -0400';

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		data[0]['title'] = 'My thoughts and your thoughts on me';
		data[0]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/my_thoughts_and_your_thoughts_on_me_c-3_u-337763_b-9817_sid-ee5dfc2ee10c6488c56b019ac695fd56.html';
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		data[0]['username'] = 'psychlois';
		data[0]['blog_id'] = '9817';
		data[0]['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[0]['blog_time'] = 'Tue, 05 Apr 2016 15:24:51 -0400';
		

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		data[1]['title'] = 'What should I do (urgent!)?';
		data[1]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/what_should_i_do_%28urgent%C7%83%29%CA%94_c-3_u-91117_b-3090_sid-ee5dfc2ee10c6488c56b019ac695fd56.html';
		data[1]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/what_should_i_do_%28urgent%C7%83%29%CA%94_c-3_u-91117_b-3090_sid-ee5dfc2ee10c6488c56b019ac695fd56.html';
		data[1]['username'] = 'IdaColeman';
		data[1]['blog_id'] = '3090';
		data[1]['blog_message'] = 'I&#039;ve been looking everywhere online for advice, and everyone I talk to says I should go to some sort of psychotherapy. I don&#039;t know about it, though.. I finally had the courage to tell my sister what&#039;s been going on - I&#039;ve been hallucinating, I can&#039;t sleep too well (3 hours a night is my current average), I get very nauseated whenever I eat so I&#039;ve lost a significant amount of weight. There&#039;s headaches, dizziness, fear (of nothing, really), anxiety, trembling, it&#039;s hard to breathe sometimes, too. I had a panic attack about two weeks ago, it lasted for maybe fifteen minutes. My dad says he used to have panic attacks, and I read somewhere that it&#039;s more likely for me if it runs in the family. I can&#039;t stand being alone because these hallucinations get worse when I am. I&#039;m also being cold(-hearted) lately towards my mom and sister. I feel very anxious -at night especially- and self harm calms me down. I started scratching my wrists and digging my nails into them. I don&#039;t want to do this, but it&#039;s become very addicting and even soothing. My sister wants me to see a psychiatrist, and put me on anti- depressants. What should I do about this? Please help.';
		data[1]['blog_time'] = 'Wed, 18 Jul 2012 14:33:04 -0400';
		

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		data[2]['title'] = 'eI hav a characted in my head, and he won't leave me alone.';
		data[2]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/ei_hav_a_characted_in_my_head_and_he_won%CA%B9t_leave_me_alone._c-3_u-282940_b-8262_sid-ee5dfc2ee10c6488c56b019ac695fd56.html';
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		data[2]['username'] = 'pennyfortheselfish';
		data[2]['blog_id'] = '8262';
		data[2]['blog_message'] = 'I am a 19 year old girl and I have this male character about my age in my head, he has a name and characteristics and personality and everything already thought out for him. He&#039;s not alone, he has a bunch of friends...also in my head. I switch mainly between him and me, his friends are all just there for some reason. <br /><br />When I was in middle school I was bullied and alone so I started &quot;creating friends&quot; to entertain me during lunches...now, everytime I find myself feeling lonely, they&#039;re automatically there. Sometimes they&#039;re there when I&#039;m hanging out with other (real) people but that doesn&#039;t happen too often. <br /><br />I started out thinking I have DID but now I&#039;m confused, I can tell him to leave and he will but then he comes back again. It&#039;s mostly him talking to me and giving me advice and helping me but sometimes I actually become him and I end up just sitting on my sofa, staring at the wall, or walking around my room living in this imaginary world in my head. Sometimes I end up making faces or using body language without realizing that I am. Sometimes when something happens to me (when I am him) that saddens &quot;him&quot;, I physically cry. Or I can feel pain (I don&#039;t know how to explain that). <br /><br />I often find myself isolating myself from friends and family just to be him in that world.<br /><br />I&#039;m just wondering if anyone else experiences this? What is this? I can&#039;t seem to put a word on it. Also, I have no idea why I&#039;m suddenly identifying with a male...<br /><br />I haven&#039;t seen any posts similar to this so if someone experiences this I would be really glad if they could share cause I am so confused all the time.<br /><br /><br /><br />- Penny';
		data[2]['blog_time'] = 'Tue, 14 Apr 2015 18:26:27 -0400';
		

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		data[3]['title'] = 'The devil still lurks, so why not raise my meth dose??';
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		data[3]['username'] = 'bookofwildthoughts';
		data[3]['blog_id'] = '2235';
		data[3]['blog_message'] = 'So 2 weeks have gone by already.  The 12 induction days are now over, what a relief ! I can still remember how I was living this, how days went by so slowly, with those 2 ‘girls’, those 2 bi*ches ‘rendering ‘ my life hell.  Today, while we were on our meth doctor’s rendez-vous or consultation, one of my ex-induction friends (i accept to employ the word ‘friend’ here, how kind of me!) was talking over to me and that conversation TOOK ME BACK TO THE DAYS! Yes, back to the 12 induction days when we were all together, ha! To cut this story short (since I’m not writing about this today, some other day maybe…), I’m just glad I made it out! I imagined two more days with these animals in that cacophonic jukebox, that cacophonic cage, and I would have hung myself out dry, shyiiit.  Believe it or not, I even made a rope out of my blanket, ready to be used… “Anytime!” I mumbled, without even shedding a tear, not even afraid of dying, well it was just for a few minutes, since that feeling quickly got out of me.<br /><br />So today, when I went over to my meth doctor on consultation, the latter asked me if all’s well, if I didn’t get any side effects from my methadone or if I encountered any craving during my first week out and if I’m happy with my current meth dose.  Well I told him the truth, nothing but the plain truth: every morning, I would wake up with my yawnings and running nose well, not as much as the time when I was addicted to heroin like back in the days LOL, but I’m not supposed to get any of this, not even an inch of all this ! My body was not on top mode, which is true as compared to the days when I was on induction.  Even if I didn’t sleep at that time, my bosy was not as torn as it is now; we had less physical activities, less thinking to do and most of all, no stress at all, no phone ringing, no email to check, no meeting, nothing!  As on my current life situation, when all’s back on other than the heroin cravings gone, I would have to, for instance, assist my parents in cleaning their yards, yes yards with an ‘s’.  The truth? Well, I prefer to stay at work premises rather than spend a day home when my parents are at home as well since there would always be somewhere to go, something to do, no rest at all.  And the days where we have nothing to do (meaning no cleaning or house chores), well, we would spend the days at the beach swimming and running on the beach.  And I’d be all cranked up the next day at work, body all messed up, cramps, etc…<br /><br />So I told all this to my meth doc and the latter just thought that was gibberish, from what I could conclude.   The first thing he would mention was that I didn’t do as much physical efforts in an office, forgetting the fact that office is a part of my life.  He said he would raise my daily meth dose but the question remains, since he didn’t write anything in front of me, and that’s quite discouraging.<br /><br />Because then, the devil would lurk around me and maybe at a later stage, push me back on the streets who knows?? I know very well that a higher meth dose (maybe a 5ml raise might do to start with) is not recommended.  Is it not better to be on a relatively higher meth dose than to hit back the streets ?<br /><br />Think about it !';
		data[3]['blog_time'] = 'Tue, 21 Feb 2012 13:14:02 -0500';
		

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		data[4]['title'] = 'The weekend's reading';
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		data[4]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/the_weekend%CA%B9s_reading_c-3_u-88016_b-2849_sid-ee5dfc2ee10c6488c56b019ac695fd56.html';
		data[4]['username'] = 'Ada';
		data[4]['blog_id'] = '2849';
		data[4]['blog_message'] = 'Quotes from an interview with psychoanalyst and writer, Adam Phillips: <br /><br />&quot;I&#039;m not on the side of frustration exactly, so much as the idea that one has to be able to bear frustration in order for satisfaction to be realistic. I&#039;m interested in how the culture of consumer capitalism depends on the idea that we can&#039;t bear frustration, so that every time we feel a bit restless or bored or irritable, we eat, say, or we shop.<br /><br />&quot;It&#039;s only in an initial state of privation that you can begin to have thoughts about what it is you might want, to really imagine or picture it. It&#039;s very difficult to know what we&#039;re frustrated by. In making the case for frustration I want to make it more interesting, such that people can talk or think about it in different ways.&quot;<br /><br />For him, psychoanalysis is a set of stories that we tell ourselves and each other, a way of redescribing our experiences. &quot;To begin with, one needs to understand,&quot; he says, &quot;but I think the final project is to relieve oneself of the need for self-knowledge. It&#039;s not that it&#039;s useless – in some areas of life it&#039;s very useful – but there are lots of areas in which it isn&#039;t, and in some areas it&#039;s actually pre-emptive and defensive, and this is where psychoanalysis potentially fails people, by assuming there is an infinite project and that the best thing you can do in life is to know yourself. Well, I don&#039;t think that&#039;s true.&quot;<br /><br />http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2012/jun/01/adam-phillips-life-in-writing<br /><br /><br />&quot;I believe in what you see being most of what there is… and that life&#039;s passed on to us empty. So, while significance weighs heavy, that&#039;s the most it does. Hidden meaning is all but absent.&quot; <br />:: Richard Ford (from the novel &#039;Canada&#039;.)';
		data[4]['blog_time'] = 'Mon, 04 Jun 2012 13:22:48 -0400';