Burntout cerita

Otis Langston has just settled into his new house with his two kids and his mother. His kids are his motivation to live, he values them more than his own life. His mother is quite worried if he'll ever open up his heart again....well to answer her questions Rome Taylor, their neighbour can't help but butt into their messy lives.

Elizabeth is in her Sophomore year of high school. She is really struggling, and she tries to find out what is going on with herself. One day during class she is assigned a project for an upcoming camp program with her classmate named Elliot. Elizabeth finds out he is going through similar issues just like herself. Not knowing what will come next and the burden of themselves building up, together they both face an overwhelming stress. Elizabeth tries to find some possible solutions to their problems, while slowly but surely starts to catch feelings for the boy. Eventually the adventure with the two comes to end as she resolves the issue with only one answer. ........................................................................................................................................................... Original Storyline By: IGetSomeSleep

This is a Welcome Home hurt no comfort fic. It's my first so please be nice.

-black diamonds were believed to be the harbingers of death as they were thought to resemble the eye of a snake or spider- ''ɢʜᴏsᴛ ʜᴜɴᴛɪɴɢ ɪs ᴀ ᴘᴀɪɴ.. '' : ̗̀➛ Where a young person has to find ghosts to earn money but also wagering their life? ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Hello dear user! It is i, Akihito! Yes i know ths book doesnt really make sense but its original and i love being original 😎 (I AM AN oRiGiNaL) ╰┈➤ In this book, the reader (which is you) have to hunt ghost to earn money but what if you actually start to luke ghost hunting?! ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Well read this book and find it for yourself! ↳ ❝ Au might be original or not but still credit Akihito 💜 ❞

DOES ANYONE ELSE HEAR THAT OMINOUS BELL TOLLING???😂😂😂😂NNO? JUST ME😢😢😂😂😂

Do you ever get a little bit tired of life? Do you ever feel down and you don't know why? Do you over think because you don't know what to do? How are things going at school? What do you think about in this moment? I... don't know. How do you feel about a young girl, in her Sophomore year of High School, trying to find out what is going on with herself and her emotions? She doesn't know what to do and how to fix herself. Soon enough she faces more problems than she originally had. She tries to find some possible solutions, but she ends up with only one reason why she is feeling this. Ranked 591 in 'relatable' out of 21K (April 28, 2024) Ranked 62 in 'relatable' out of 21.9K (March 17, 2025) Remake of this book is in my pf

ranboo is the top student, new kid tommy comes in and absolutely ratios him and then ranboo gets really stressed over losing so he tryhards studying and miserably fails while falling into a spiral of deteriorating mental and physical health -------------------------------------------- "Class, settle down," A voice echoed throughout the classroom, leaving the students scrambling back to their seats, "We have a new student." A tall, blond kid stood at the door, clutching one of his bag straps, visibly awkward as everyone's attention was diverted to him. "That's Tommy, he's 17, a year younger than each and every single one of you, but he's very good at math, so I expect you to be nice to him." Very good at math? Almost like that kid could remotely compare to Ranboo - they snickered, judging the lanky kid from head to toe. They stopped the spinning pen, positioning it perfectly in his hands, smirking, as he started to vigorously scribble on their notebook. Someone's bound to humble him.

For anyone still holding on when hope feels like a weight too heavy to carry. These are raw, unfiltered letters from the space between faith and fear, longing and letting go. It's about surviving heartbreak, frustration, and burnout-not with perfect answers, but with messy, honest truth. If you're tired of fake optimism and want something real-something that speaks to the ache of a worn-out heart still daring to believe-this is for you. Warning: This isn't light reading. It's emotional grit and soul-deep healing.

Brooke: I'm tired. Just tired of pretending that everything is fine. Making myself believe that college will be different. Because it won't be. I'm in a loop and I can't get out. I've been a failure to my family, coaches, friends.. to everyone basically. Everyone was so sure that I would go to the olympics at the age of 15. That I had a gift, a potential to go all the way. Well, at the age of 19 I can definitely say that I no longer have that gift. I'm not even close to the times I came when I was 15, yet everyone seems to remember that version of me. Now, all they see when they look at me is wasted potential, a failure, an embarrassment. But, sadly I'm still here, in a division 1 college, acting like I'm fine, like I'm not burnt out. Because I have to be, because there simply isn't any other choice for me. And then, I receive a text. Unknown: You look really pretty today Nathan: I know her. Not literally. I guess I know of her is more accurate. But I can see the real her, how she acts like she is okay even though she is barely existing. She always hides in her clothes and only talks if someone talks to her first. I can only guess what she's been through for the last 4 years, from being the gifted swimmer to a ''wasted potential''. That's how the newspapers published her as. But I was there when she was the best, and then when she was seen as a failure. I always watched her but never came close to her. I just always could relate to her, I could feel what she felt. But that was it, me watching her from far away. And then, 2 years later I see her again. In one of my classes. Well, this time, I'm not only going to watch.

Random book idea I came up with at 3 am Group of burnt out gifted kids are put into a class together and become closer then they thought they would Basically all pics are gotten from Pinterest so credit to all of them cus I don't own them

rate my grades since this school year has ended

Welcome to Mentally Drained.

A peaceful life. Something one cant have but others can get. Something that another gambles their happiness to get. But if your drowning in a sea of emptiness,does it even count? Is it even really peaceful, if you dont feel peaceful at all?... AN: Pretty much a vent story or something. Also,I aint updating this as much since this is only a side story where I can organize my ideas and think of a new chapter for Withered Rose. Hope you enjoy! Warning!: Angst Toxic Alcohol

Just me replacing actual therapy with writing down what bothers me. Have fun reading all my deepest thoughts.

And he left her scarred when he walked away. Alia Gupta has always felt like an outcast, a misfit who doesn't belong.That is until she meets Sahil Dubey, nineteen year old law student who brings with him the hope that she so desperately needs. As she gets to know him ,she begins to fall for him but she knows what's at stake:Her heart, which has been broken more times than she can count. However ignoring her growing feelings for him becomes more difficult as the days go by, especially when she finds out that there's a chance that he returns her feelings. In trying to the navigate the twisting and turning lanes of college life, she'll need to remember one thing:That losing herself in trying not to lose someone else is not only foolishness but also dangerous. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Cover: By Me.

[disclaimer] this is only a reflection of how i feel and what i am struggling with. TRIGGER WARNINGS sh ed: an*rexia, b*limia, binge eating depression s*icidal thoughts/actions? they say being an idol is the easiest thing. they never notice the magazines full of underweight men and women, they never notice the eyebags under our eyes nor see us collapsing backstage. little did felix know, this was only the start of everything going downhill.

I'm writing this because it's how my ex and I were, everything I've done was for them. And I wanna go back to this one day and realize I should've loved myself more. But mostly this is for self improvement and peace of mind for myself.

Zhongli was.... tired. The type of tiredness that settled deep into one's soul and made the body exhausted. He wanted nothing more than to ignore the world for a while; especially when he returned to an empty home. Diluc and Baizhu were going to be gone, can Childe find him before Zhongli delves too deep into the depths of his own mind?