How do ‘biases’ affect the general population?

Biases are contradictive. Biases are incorrect. Biases are forms of opinionated judgement.

We all haven’t experienced the same experiences except we can conform to the same idea based on another’s intuitive judgement. Status is mostly responsible for this.

We will unintentionally use the availability heuristic to make judgements about people even when not represented with the facts. This is where we need to be careful…

This is where mistakes can arise. This is where integrity can be abandoned and common sense he misjudged.

We must all learn how to make our own judgements and decisions to determine what is right and what is wrong. I find that many people will conform to a professional’s idea or way of thinking even when a person in question is innocent.

Here’s a scenario…

A woman and a man arrange to meet for a coffee. The man admits he would like a divorce and wanted someone to talk to. The man has no intentions but his wife’s friend walks past the coffee shop.

Would you assume this man wants anything else from this woman other than a conversation?

What political or psychological factors do you think are involved in the scenario?

What do you assume?

That is how quickly our judgements can affect our moods and emotions.

 

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What is altruism and does it exist?

Altruism is doing good for others without expecting anything in return. Only 1% of the population is altruistic statistically. This is why so many altruistic people are criticised for their warmth, their openness, their values and their heartfelt emotions. It’s not a weakness it’s a sign of strength.

I want to do voluntary work for others no matter how hard life has knocked me down, or how many people have left me alone, or whatever I’ve lost in my life. I still have hope in my heart. A hope for a better future. An end of mental health stigma. An end to the suffering. But I’m pro-development. Pro-efficient. I’m capable 💙

Signs of emotional abuse – health and social care

I thought I’d do a post so others can identify the effects/aftermath of emotional abuse in others that I learnt on my health and social care course.

  1. Becoming upset easily
  2. Preoccupation with the abuser
  3. Questioning of self-sanity
  4. Isolation/Losing friends
  5. Unexplained Anger
  6. Irritability
  7. Behaviour Change
  8. Loss of interest in previously enjoyed hobbies/commitments
  9. Self-harm
  10. Self-neglect
  11. Depression
  12. Hypervigilance and jumpy
  13. Fear/confusion of making decisions and choices
  14. Emotion and Mood changes
  15. Lack of concentration/forgetfulness
  16. Physical Withdrawal; particularly in an environment that is a reminder of the abuse
  17. Weight loss/weight gain
  18. Anxiety

If the abuse is prolonged over a long period of time can lead to BPD/and/or CPTSD or PTSD.

Please be aware when the victim is under intense distress it takes time for them to come to terms with a traumatic experience or situation – they may not seem themselves and there’s no time limit on the after-effects of emotional abuse.

People often complain about verbal abuse but subtle emotional abuse damages the lives of men, women and children.

Equal opportunities and communications relevance is a must to safeguard and protect a community as a whole. Some after-effects are so extreme that the victim may even come across abusive and delusional as they’re making sense of their traumatic experiences depending on the nature and the circumstance of the interaction between the abusers and the victims.

This post is for awareness purposes only. 

Protect a loved one, save a life 💙

Creative writing: The Innocent Boy

This is his story.

He walked towards the mirror and knealt down on the night of a full moon, it’s reflection mirrored in the glass. He stopped. His inner evaluative speech triggered his thoughts to reconcile the attachment developments he experienced as a child as he remembered all he had courageously fought through; the mirror having no idea of his hot cognition and the thoughts scraping within his frontal lobe, illogical but overwhelming in deep thinking and solitude.

His eyes were an ombré hazel with a white grey lining, luminous with a dark purple centre. His hair an eerie black, full and fine, flowing discreetly past is pale crimson forehead. His nose, a burnt shade of red, pressed against the pane creating a smear of condensated matter.

He peered more deeply.

It wasn’t a mirror or a glass – it was an icy pool of cold moods, his tears icicles of winter snow, his body a sculpture of stillness. It wasn’t a shop window he was peering into – it was a frozen lake. The lake. The lake of death as they call it. The lake that takes the minds of many suffering so quietly, so elegantly, the lake that has created blessings, the lake a pool of a thousand diamonds. Diamonds that couldn’t speak up about their feelings. Diamonds that so swiftly declined and deteriorated due to the pressures of living within a tormented mind with a soft soul. His soul a powerful reminder of his pressured self-esteem – his body so bare. 

Oh how someone would help him, but no one could be seen.