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AMHDM - Adolescent Mental Health


I Passed the Interview. I Failed the Break Room
My first job out of university was as a proofreader. People hear that and picture something calm, maybe a little dull. Nobody imagines it as a job that could push someone into a fear of leaving their own house, or into needing antidepressants just to function. The masking required in an office setting, however, drained everything I had. The work itself suited me. Long stretches of quiet, focused attention on a page, checking for consistency, catching errors other people had m

Anonymous
2 hours ago5 min read


When Helping Too Much Stops Helping
Sometimes, the wish to help can become part of the problem. And this does not happen only in psychotherapy. In families, friendships and romantic relationships, we can sometimes find ourselves repeatedly occupying familiar positions: the person who needs to be rescued, the person who must rescue everyone else, or the person who is blamed for what has gone wrong. These patterns can become so familiar that we barely notice them.

Benedetta Vai
1 day ago5 min read


Psychedelic Panic
Before I tried psychedelics I wasn't much interested in drugs. Perhaps a part of my neurotic tendencies was that I was terrified of losing control of myself and mostly stayed away from caffeine, alcohol, and cannabis. Psychedelics, though, weren't just a drug, but an opportunity for a breakthrough. I am Clare Ashcraft, a twenty-three-year-old writer living in Ohio, and in this blog I share my experience with psilocybin (magic mushrooms).

Clare Ashcraft
2 days ago6 min read
The Perinatal Journey


I Passed the Interview. I Failed the Break Room
My first job out of university was as a proofreader. People hear that and picture something calm, maybe a little dull. Nobody imagines it as a job that could push someone into a fear of leaving their own house, or into needing antidepressants just to function. The masking required in an office setting, however, drained everything I had. The work itself suited me. Long stretches of quiet, focused attention on a page, checking for consistency, catching errors other people had m

Anonymous
2 hours ago5 min read


When Helping Too Much Stops Helping
Sometimes, the wish to help can become part of the problem. And this does not happen only in psychotherapy. In families, friendships and romantic relationships, we can sometimes find ourselves repeatedly occupying familiar positions: the person who needs to be rescued, the person who must rescue everyone else, or the person who is blamed for what has gone wrong. These patterns can become so familiar that we barely notice them.

Benedetta Vai
1 day ago5 min read


Psychedelic Panic
Before I tried psychedelics I wasn't much interested in drugs. Perhaps a part of my neurotic tendencies was that I was terrified of losing control of myself and mostly stayed away from caffeine, alcohol, and cannabis. Psychedelics, though, weren't just a drug, but an opportunity for a breakthrough. I am Clare Ashcraft, a twenty-three-year-old writer living in Ohio, and in this blog I share my experience with psilocybin (magic mushrooms).

Clare Ashcraft
2 days ago6 min read
Behind the Science


I Passed the Interview. I Failed the Break Room
My first job out of university was as a proofreader. People hear that and picture something calm, maybe a little dull. Nobody imagines it as a job that could push someone into a fear of leaving their own house, or into needing antidepressants just to function. The masking required in an office setting, however, drained everything I had. The work itself suited me. Long stretches of quiet, focused attention on a page, checking for consistency, catching errors other people had m

Anonymous
2 hours ago5 min read


When Helping Too Much Stops Helping
Sometimes, the wish to help can become part of the problem. And this does not happen only in psychotherapy. In families, friendships and romantic relationships, we can sometimes find ourselves repeatedly occupying familiar positions: the person who needs to be rescued, the person who must rescue everyone else, or the person who is blamed for what has gone wrong. These patterns can become so familiar that we barely notice them.

Benedetta Vai
1 day ago5 min read


Psychedelic Panic
Before I tried psychedelics I wasn't much interested in drugs. Perhaps a part of my neurotic tendencies was that I was terrified of losing control of myself and mostly stayed away from caffeine, alcohol, and cannabis. Psychedelics, though, weren't just a drug, but an opportunity for a breakthrough. I am Clare Ashcraft, a twenty-three-year-old writer living in Ohio, and in this blog I share my experience with psilocybin (magic mushrooms).

Clare Ashcraft
2 days ago6 min read
Creativity and Balance


I Passed the Interview. I Failed the Break Room
My first job out of university was as a proofreader. People hear that and picture something calm, maybe a little dull. Nobody imagines it as a job that could push someone into a fear of leaving their own house, or into needing antidepressants just to function. The masking required in an office setting, however, drained everything I had. The work itself suited me. Long stretches of quiet, focused attention on a page, checking for consistency, catching errors other people had m

Anonymous
2 hours ago5 min read


When Helping Too Much Stops Helping
Sometimes, the wish to help can become part of the problem. And this does not happen only in psychotherapy. In families, friendships and romantic relationships, we can sometimes find ourselves repeatedly occupying familiar positions: the person who needs to be rescued, the person who must rescue everyone else, or the person who is blamed for what has gone wrong. These patterns can become so familiar that we barely notice them.

Benedetta Vai
1 day ago5 min read


Psychedelic Panic
Before I tried psychedelics I wasn't much interested in drugs. Perhaps a part of my neurotic tendencies was that I was terrified of losing control of myself and mostly stayed away from caffeine, alcohol, and cannabis. Psychedelics, though, weren't just a drug, but an opportunity for a breakthrough. I am Clare Ashcraft, a twenty-three-year-old writer living in Ohio, and in this blog I share my experience with psilocybin (magic mushrooms).

Clare Ashcraft
2 days ago6 min read
Rachel Kelly's Column


I Passed the Interview. I Failed the Break Room
My first job out of university was as a proofreader. People hear that and picture something calm, maybe a little dull. Nobody imagines it as a job that could push someone into a fear of leaving their own house, or into needing antidepressants just to function. The masking required in an office setting, however, drained everything I had. The work itself suited me. Long stretches of quiet, focused attention on a page, checking for consistency, catching errors other people had m

Anonymous
2 hours ago5 min read


When Helping Too Much Stops Helping
Sometimes, the wish to help can become part of the problem. And this does not happen only in psychotherapy. In families, friendships and romantic relationships, we can sometimes find ourselves repeatedly occupying familiar positions: the person who needs to be rescued, the person who must rescue everyone else, or the person who is blamed for what has gone wrong. These patterns can become so familiar that we barely notice them.

Benedetta Vai
1 day ago5 min read


Psychedelic Panic
Before I tried psychedelics I wasn't much interested in drugs. Perhaps a part of my neurotic tendencies was that I was terrified of losing control of myself and mostly stayed away from caffeine, alcohol, and cannabis. Psychedelics, though, weren't just a drug, but an opportunity for a breakthrough. I am Clare Ashcraft, a twenty-three-year-old writer living in Ohio, and in this blog I share my experience with psilocybin (magic mushrooms).

Clare Ashcraft
2 days ago6 min read
Hattie Gladwell Column


I Passed the Interview. I Failed the Break Room
My first job out of university was as a proofreader. People hear that and picture something calm, maybe a little dull. Nobody imagines it as a job that could push someone into a fear of leaving their own house, or into needing antidepressants just to function. The masking required in an office setting, however, drained everything I had. The work itself suited me. Long stretches of quiet, focused attention on a page, checking for consistency, catching errors other people had m

Anonymous
2 hours ago5 min read


When Helping Too Much Stops Helping
Sometimes, the wish to help can become part of the problem. And this does not happen only in psychotherapy. In families, friendships and romantic relationships, we can sometimes find ourselves repeatedly occupying familiar positions: the person who needs to be rescued, the person who must rescue everyone else, or the person who is blamed for what has gone wrong. These patterns can become so familiar that we barely notice them.

Benedetta Vai
1 day ago5 min read


Psychedelic Panic
Before I tried psychedelics I wasn't much interested in drugs. Perhaps a part of my neurotic tendencies was that I was terrified of losing control of myself and mostly stayed away from caffeine, alcohol, and cannabis. Psychedelics, though, weren't just a drug, but an opportunity for a breakthrough. I am Clare Ashcraft, a twenty-three-year-old writer living in Ohio, and in this blog I share my experience with psilocybin (magic mushrooms).

Clare Ashcraft
2 days ago6 min read
Our Series
Maternal Mental Health


I Passed the Interview. I Failed the Break Room
My first job out of university was as a proofreader. People hear that and picture something calm, maybe a little dull. Nobody imagines it as a job that could push someone into a fear of leaving their own house, or into needing antidepressants just to function. The masking required in an office setting, however, drained everything I had. The work itself suited me. Long stretches of quiet, focused attention on a page, checking for consistency, catching errors other people had m

Anonymous
2 hours ago5 min read


When Helping Too Much Stops Helping
Sometimes, the wish to help can become part of the problem. And this does not happen only in psychotherapy. In families, friendships and romantic relationships, we can sometimes find ourselves repeatedly occupying familiar positions: the person who needs to be rescued, the person who must rescue everyone else, or the person who is blamed for what has gone wrong. These patterns can become so familiar that we barely notice them.

Benedetta Vai
1 day ago5 min read


Psychedelic Panic
Before I tried psychedelics I wasn't much interested in drugs. Perhaps a part of my neurotic tendencies was that I was terrified of losing control of myself and mostly stayed away from caffeine, alcohol, and cannabis. Psychedelics, though, weren't just a drug, but an opportunity for a breakthrough. I am Clare Ashcraft, a twenty-three-year-old writer living in Ohio, and in this blog I share my experience with psilocybin (magic mushrooms).

Clare Ashcraft
2 days ago6 min read
Fatherhood & Men's Mental Health


I Passed the Interview. I Failed the Break Room
My first job out of university was as a proofreader. People hear that and picture something calm, maybe a little dull. Nobody imagines it as a job that could push someone into a fear of leaving their own house, or into needing antidepressants just to function. The masking required in an office setting, however, drained everything I had. The work itself suited me. Long stretches of quiet, focused attention on a page, checking for consistency, catching errors other people had m

Anonymous
2 hours ago5 min read


When Helping Too Much Stops Helping
Sometimes, the wish to help can become part of the problem. And this does not happen only in psychotherapy. In families, friendships and romantic relationships, we can sometimes find ourselves repeatedly occupying familiar positions: the person who needs to be rescued, the person who must rescue everyone else, or the person who is blamed for what has gone wrong. These patterns can become so familiar that we barely notice them.

Benedetta Vai
1 day ago5 min read


Psychedelic Panic
Before I tried psychedelics I wasn't much interested in drugs. Perhaps a part of my neurotic tendencies was that I was terrified of losing control of myself and mostly stayed away from caffeine, alcohol, and cannabis. Psychedelics, though, weren't just a drug, but an opportunity for a breakthrough. I am Clare Ashcraft, a twenty-three-year-old writer living in Ohio, and in this blog I share my experience with psilocybin (magic mushrooms).

Clare Ashcraft
2 days ago6 min read
Psych Stars


I Passed the Interview. I Failed the Break Room
My first job out of university was as a proofreader. People hear that and picture something calm, maybe a little dull. Nobody imagines it as a job that could push someone into a fear of leaving their own house, or into needing antidepressants just to function. The masking required in an office setting, however, drained everything I had. The work itself suited me. Long stretches of quiet, focused attention on a page, checking for consistency, catching errors other people had m

Anonymous
2 hours ago5 min read


When Helping Too Much Stops Helping
Sometimes, the wish to help can become part of the problem. And this does not happen only in psychotherapy. In families, friendships and romantic relationships, we can sometimes find ourselves repeatedly occupying familiar positions: the person who needs to be rescued, the person who must rescue everyone else, or the person who is blamed for what has gone wrong. These patterns can become so familiar that we barely notice them.

Benedetta Vai
1 day ago5 min read


Psychedelic Panic
Before I tried psychedelics I wasn't much interested in drugs. Perhaps a part of my neurotic tendencies was that I was terrified of losing control of myself and mostly stayed away from caffeine, alcohol, and cannabis. Psychedelics, though, weren't just a drug, but an opportunity for a breakthrough. I am Clare Ashcraft, a twenty-three-year-old writer living in Ohio, and in this blog I share my experience with psilocybin (magic mushrooms).

Clare Ashcraft
2 days ago6 min read
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