#pysche

This 'Safe' Supplement Can Damage Your Brain || Dr. Josef Witt-Doerring

Ashwagandha is marketed as a safe, natural solution for stress, anxiety, low testosterone, and brain fog. But what if it’s not as harmless as you think? In this video, I explain why ashwagandha can act just like a psychiatric drug, altering brain chemistry and hormones in powerful ways. I cover how ashwagandha affects neurotransmitters and the endocrine system, and how it can cause emotional blunting, mood instability, and persistent sexual dysfunction. I’ll also talk about a growing group of people reporting long-term damage from this supplement- something now being called “Ashwagandha Syndrome.”

Benzodiazepines are a class of medications that slow down activity in your brain and nervous system. They're most often used for treating anxiety and related ...

how to actually talk to people (without wanting to vanish into the void)

so you wanna strike up a conversation with that cool coworker, the neighbor you always see at the mailbox, or the person at the café reading your favorite book—but your brain goes ”ABORT MISSION” the second you try. Same. Such a loser right (not you me)...

I found this amazing article by conversation researcher michael yeomans that breaks down how to stop overthinking and just… talk to humans. here’s the gist:

✨ stop waiting for the ~perfect moment

newsflash: it doesn’t exist. most people are way more open to chatting than you think (we’re all just pretending we’re not awkward).

✨ look for low-key clues

their tote bag, their book, their ”i survived my vacation” t-shirt—all golden opportunities to say something like ”oh hey, i love that author!” or ”where was the vacation from hell?” (ok maybe phrase it nicer).

✨ share TWO things about yourself

instead of just ”i’m from seattle”, try ”i’m from seattle, but i miss the pizza from nyc.” now they can pick which thread to pull. galaxy brain move.

✨ ask questions that don’t sound like a job interview

swap ”what do you do?” for ”what’s something you’re obsessed with lately?” or ”what’s the best part of your day so far?” (bonus points if you actually listen to their answer.)

✨ avoid the “boomerask"

don’t be that person who asks ”do you like living here?” just so you can rant about your landlord. let the conversation breathe.

full article here:

praying can look very different for everyone :)

you don’t need to do the official “hands folded eyes closed kneeling” kind of prayer. You can look up a small prayer online and use it, or make your own. It doesn’t have to be out loud, it can just be in your head if you want.

maybe something like

“Lady Psyche,

PLEASE THAT WAS SO FUNNY- I LEGIT HAVE NO IDEA WHERE IT CAME FROM BUT LEMME GIVE YOU A LITTLE MORE CONTEXT BC YOU BEING EXCITED GOT ME EXCITED!!!

it wasn't totally your fault. grover and you'd been walking and talking about little women, which juniper had just forced grover to watch and he couldn't seem to stop talking about it. but then you halted to a stop, glancing over at one of the trees that stood tall by the big house. you always had a sense for energy, people's emotions and auras and all that jazz. so when this tree just started radiating pure love, you couldn't help but stop. and then the next thing you knew you were hugging it tightly, arms firmly wrapped around it's trunk and your face squished against its bark.

"ummm, y/n?" grover asked, tilting his head at you.

"i know this tree!" you murmured proudly against it's bark, "i think they used to be a past lover of mine! can't you feel it??"

"yeah...totally," replied grover, nodding slowly before racing off to find percy. not that you noticed as you rested your forehead against the tree, muttering things trying to get an emotional reaction.

"hey, um, perce, sooooo y/n is currently hugging a tree because she thinks it's a past lover," grover started and percy was really only half listening, sitting down as he took a break from training.

"hmm? she's an empath, don't worry about- wait, what?" he asked as grover's words finally reached his brain, the boy sputtering as he looked up at his friend.

"i don't know how else you want me to explain it," huffed grover, rolling his eyes and setting his hands on his waist.

"...where?" percy sighed, standing up and following grover. but he couldn't help the smile that stretched across his lips.

short peppy pokémon ranger and her emo 6′4″ft adopted sister