Cptsd Stories

A trans guy finding partner in darkness of Berlin which leads to healing from things which should've ended him long ago.

not a billie fanfic!! (english) each chapter is following one line of Billie Eilish's "happier than ever" while describing how a traumatic experience can change a life, without actually talking about the traumatic experience itself Triggerwarning: anxiety, depression, trauma

Character has a difficult night as they age regresses due to trauma

Dylan Rose is as toxic and abusive as he is handsome and charming. Worst of all, everyone knows it. Lex Oarsman especially knows it. With such a bright future ahead and troubled past at his heels, many give Dylan chance after chance to redeem himself. His on-again/off-again girlfriend, Mariah Preston, is proof of this and it angers Lex to no end. Lex and Mariah didn't exactly stop being friends because of Dylan, but it's obvious his recklessness and unhealthy nature didn't help. However, Lex respects Mariah enough not to cause any problems and keeps his distance. The couple attends a state college miles away while Lex takes community courses online. Why should he be caught up in their business anyway? Then one night at a campus party Dylan goes too far. Even Mariah has had enough. The police are called. Though charges are dropped, Dylan Rose is ultimately kicked out of college. Out of desperation, he returns to his small home town and begs Lex for help. Kenneth Rose, Dylan's step-brother, also comes to his aid. Now Lex finds himself begrudgingly working with Kenneth to save Dylan from himself, reconnect with the recovering Mariah, and balance his own life and goals in the process. It's enough to make anyone scream.

You wanna know how I got these scars?

Nathaniel's second journal entry after the Quaking.

a book for the victims. (may be tiggering to some) all of the victims of rape, molestation, abuse, all of the above, are so fucking strong. I really am proud of you for being here, breathing and alive. You are truly loved.

These aren't polished essays or lessons with clean endings. Just thoughts that linger in my mind-fleeting, quiet, sometimes loud. Maybe you'll resonate with one. Maybe it'll give you another angle to look at life from. Maybe it's just a ramble. But it's mine. And maybe, now it's yours too.

No.

Ever since she can remember, the moon has been pink. Penelope Acosta is a first generation college freshman, navigating through the growing pains of first love and trauma.

Cover by BeanieWeanie96 on twitter soon im gonna make my own cover! there will be fluff, angst, light/heavy smut. ╱|、 (˚ˎ 。7 |、˜〵 じしˍ,)ノ Hope you enjoy! Heavily inspired by @Hun1L0wS1Mp and @Kittimoonshadow ! :D I do not own the charatcers they are owned by Dana Terrace/Disney UNLESS they are ocs added into the story ofc but PLS DON'T SUE ME DISNEY/DANA I DON'T GOT THAT MONEY

My mind is running at a thousand miles per hour , please make it stop it's mental illness innit

this will be short stories of extreme metaphorical values depicting my experiences as a child who went through emotional abuse and complete mental anguish these stories may be complicated and it may be hard to see the metaphor, but thats ok. its just for me.

A life that Pavel experiences UHH- SORRY FOR THE DISCONTINUE OF THIS! IVE BEEN HEAVILY INTO FORSAKEN-

All things service animals from tips, to laws, experiences, etc.

I'm being so serious. I hate them all. I think this year I realized that everything is fake. Love is a concept. Family is a word made up by people (fuckers) to make you feel like they mean something to people who use you. Oh and my family they gonna use ME! I HATE MY FUCKING FAMILY. Oh- with every fiber of my being. Until I feel broken. Until I am on the verge of offing myself. I will always be better then them. I have bpd. I am always on my godly time though. It's not a fucking phase, I am better and will always be better. Period. Fuck you, bye.

You've found the diary of a neurodivergent trans gay man living in the United States in 2025. I'll be surprised if you stumble across it here. This book is listed under rather obscure tags. I'm counting on it being lost among millions of other books. Maybe by the time someone finds it I'm dead. If I'm not, it's something to celebrate.