Alcoholism Stories

In the heart of the Beskydy Mountains lie secrets that could change the world. Tess and Fefin stand at the threshold of mysterious doors-and with them, at the threshold of adolescence, friendship, and a choice that will shape the fate of the entire region.

" Otillia Cobb slouched in her chair waiting for her 6'o'clock appointment. She had already read through all the magazines and was close to leaving the office, before a tall and slender man in a long, black coat, and a brown, leather bag, slung across his chest, and a silver watch on his left wrist walked into the office. She watched him walk to the front desk, and she moved to a closer chair to hear his voice. 'Uh, Reid, for 4:45 with a Dr. Vidaurri?' He enunciated every word of his, that made him sound very smart, maybe even a little nerdy. To her, he was cute. 'I've got you, have a seat, and he'll be out in a moment.' The receptionist said, clacking on her keyboard. 'Thanks,' he muttered and sat down, in a random chair by the table with all of the magazines. Glancing at the clock, Tillie stood up and sat down next to the man. 'You new here or something?' " Otillia, Tillie, Cobb hid herself behind a mask of who she used to be. She hid her dark and destroying issues and illnesses behind flowers and fake happiness and contentment. Her problems were her own, and no one else needed to know or be burdened with them. Dr. Spencer Reid didn't hide, but he did deflect and ignore. His job kept him distracted enough from his own problems. But when his higher ups decide he needs help, he meets a girl. He meets her at 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒚. Disclaimer I don't own Criminal Minds, only my own characters and plot lines. Warnings Alcoholism Drug addiction Parental Abuse Death Please if any of these things are triggering, do not read. Please, stay safe <3 Rankings #2 in spencerreid-23/02/2021 #10 in derekmorgan-27/02/2021 #56 in sadstory-01/03/2021 #2 in fbi-02/03/2021 #6 in reid-24/03/2021 #3 in alcoholism-31/05/2021 #5 in aaron-09/06/2021 #4 in prentiss-07/07/2021 #2 in emily-27/10/2021

y'all know the old sayings like age ain't nothing but a number or that the heart wants what the heart wants? well in my case I strongly believe that. I love my man and NOBODY and I mean NOBODY can tell me I can't be with him. Love has many definitions I believe and just maybe this is his way of love. Love hurts love feels good love is pain love is special. Love is whatever you think it is.

An Investigative journalist trying to solve a mystery A widowed alcoholic police officer in turmoil A runaway teenager seeking freedom

Behind Closed Doors is the third and last instalment of the Behind-Series, continuing the story of E.J., and Brody, this time being told from the perspective of Chris. Chris Reith is best friends with E.J., who he has been in love with since he was thirteen years old. Unfortunately for him, he is maybe not damaged enough to be considered interesting enough to catch E.J's eye, so E.J. ended up with Brody with the wax face. That however doesn't mean that Chris didn't end up successful... A year after seeing the love of his life get engaged, he is now a model, influencer, and above all, he has fans that love him... Yes, he finally found love. This lifestyle however comes with its own hardships as Chris returns to drugs, fake happiness, and being haunted by his rentboy past, and dead alcoholic mother. In this third instalment of the Behind Series we see a side of Chris we have never seen before. Long gone is the boy who just wanted to save his best friend, making space for a Chris trying to run away from a lifetime of emotional and mental abuse. Join Chris on his quest to potential happiness, as the old gang, E.J., Brody, Will, and all the others weave their stories into his.

Stan Marsh is a famous singer, also known as the one and only Starboy. He was always noticeably drunk during his shows and would perform just fine. He was a seemingly toxic person, and all of his fans supported his actions, which is the main reason he acted that way. His best friend, Kyle Broflovski has known him since he was a sweet and caring kid, before his way to fame. Kyle tries his hardest to bring his friend back, but Stan doesn't wanna hear it. Will he ever get better?

"I just - I don't think anyone has ever made me feel the way you make me feel and it's fuckin' weird, man. It's hard to navigate." Parker sputters out meekly, not daring to look at Aston for a second time. The silence that followed only stretched on for a few seconds at least, but to Parker even 20 seconds felt too long. A twinge of panic creeps up his spine and raises goosebumps on the back of his neck; no matter how hard Parker tried to still his shaking hands, they only grew worse with each passing second. He prays it isn't as noticeable as it feels. OR Parker (tan) gets drunk and finds Aston (blue) stargazing in the middle of the night and proceeds to indirectly kinda confess his gay feelings for him (these are ocs)

Vanessa is a selectively mute girl who's lived through many traumas, from the death of her mother, to withstanding the abuse of her father driven to alcoholism by his grief, the the latest occurance that has changed her entire life, and made her question her perception of reality. When she met Hale, a boy who looked over her mutism, and truly took an interest in being her friend, and helping her, her life was made far more complex. She trusted him, and while he helped her trough the hardest point in her life, he may have made the next stage of her life even darker. Written as a letter from Vanessa to Hale, this story recounts Vanessa's life while Hale was in it, and explains how he landed her in a treatment program for those who are mentally ill. TRIGGER WARNING: This story may contain triggering content, including abuse, alcoholism, and other harsh subjects if you think this will trigger you please do not read it.

I wrote this about how I found and then lost my spirituality through my relapse.

This is Berk, boasting the kind of balmy, fun-in-the-sun climate that will give you frostbite on your spleen. The one upside is our annual holiday. We call it Yule. Why we chose such a weird name remains a mystery. But with the war long over, and dragons living among us, this year's Yule festival promises to be one to remember. And it certainly was. *-*-* (If You Have not read the first book "How To Train Your Dragon" please read it first) How To Train Your Dragon [Volume #1]: https://www.wattpad.com/story/162809555-how-to-train-your-dragon-volume-1 Isle of The North [Volume #2]: https://www.wattpad.com/story/168811532-isle-of-the-north-volume-2-a-christmas-special Gift of The Night Fury II Volume #3 II How To Train Your Dragon: Memoir of Elizabeth Alta Hyde-Snyder

D. R. E. A. M. All the poetry is based on my life, life experiences, things I use to struggle with and things I am currently struggling with. This is a collection of poems about drugs, depression, suicide, and other mental health problems. I am 25 years old and have struggled with drugs/addiction since a very young age. This is a collection I wrote about the struggle.

THIS STORY TALKS ABOUT TOPICS OF W33D, ALCOHOL, AND A LOT OF REALLY BAD STUFF UHHH, YEAH

Lexi's life was fairly stable throughout her life. For the first ten years, she was an only child to two happy parents then she got a sister. A few years after her sister was born, her dad became an alcoholic and her parents happy marriage ended. Lexi moved away with him to try and help control his drinking only to get distracted by the football player across the street.

I write a lot about the people I've lost because it's how I grieve.

Hiro was Tamaki's nepenthe, and Tamaki was Hiro's own personal genie; always granting his masochistic wishes without hesitation. They were perfect for each other. Maybe to outsiders they were dysfunctional, but their personalities fit each other's every needs. A short story.

A play about choices.

Getting inpatient treatment at a residential drug treatment center isn't the end of the road for recovery. Many people return to their homes, even for short periods of time, and begin again on their journey to recovery. The reality is that, while residential treatment centers offer a number of services to help people overcome their addiction, there is no guarantee that they will give you the answer to your questions.

A collection of short poems about depression, alcoholism and the pressure on teenagers today. All my poems will go in here.