"That doesn't make you broken..." He pulled me into him. My head fit perfectly on his chest. He ran his hand up and down my back. "Those who pushed you to that point are the broken ones..." I could feel the tears forming in my eyes. I didn't want to cry in front of him but he really wasn't making it easy for me to hol...
I honestly thought that she would be like everyone else. Hookups were easy to come across but they wouldn't last long or develop into anything more. When I tried relationships, they'd eventually get tired of me, upset that we couldn't take pictures together or go out on dates out in public. My anxieties, insecurities...
Warning this story is based on true stories. Every person that the main character encounters has their own story based on true stories submitted to me anonymously by people who work in the psych field or who have been in a psych ward themselves. The main character is based on me and my current mental state. I came up...