Dailystruggles Stories

Meh... I'm lazy.

Why did I stop? I should've just kept doing what I did best. I should've just kept hating myself. But maybe- Just maybe- I could've been better. I could've done so many things. I could've done so much right when all I did, all I could see, was wrong. I don't know anything.

This is a story about a Transgender FTM aka female to male, who is trying to find himself in the world and his daily struggles with his mother, friends, and even the hope of love. I hope I get a lot of reads since this is my first story so please enjoy!

Soma, Born of Old and New Money, of Royalties to distant to claim linkage, but strong enough to demand perfection, A man not yet formed but melted, mixed with the decisions of those who grew him, An expected success marinated in the opinions and thoughts of those who clipped his wings the second they spread. Oh How the mighty can fall when they have yet to stabilize, Read of his tale and see the face of human nature through his eyes.

Just a record of my daily life or you may call it a diary entry... :)

this series is going to be 'transgender struggles' that i face over my...like...lifetime... or something i don't know. i just hope you enjoy

Bad boys and good girls ,considered to be one of the most cliche topics .However in this story the lives of two separate individuals ,Jax Ambrose and Sophie Evans ,their story is anything but cliche. Two unlikely worlds collided and the events that follow will shatter hearts ,mend wounds and create new ones . Secrets told, trust broken and torn families . Sophie Evans always tries to keep her head down and avoid the drama that circulates constantly at Ridge high .She is a shy timid girl until she inevitably cracks ... Jax Ambrose , people adore his looks but loathe his personality . He is not someone people would deem approachable . If someone says the wrong thing or looks at him "wrong" his fists come to use quite quickly . Two separate lives ,one collision ,all hell breaks loose .... or does it ?

It feels like I'm screaming but nobody can hear. It feels like I'm choking yet i'm still breathing air. I'm dying but I'm completely aware. (my thoughts/rants/and poems here and there)

A Sunday for the world means rest, laughter, and peace... but for her, it is just another day of endless work. From the heat of the kitchen to the weight of responsibilities, she moves quietly through a life where no one pauses to ask, "Are you okay?" No rest. No care. No one who truly sees her.

random poems and stories i come up with randomly 😂👍😮

They say you dont have to change who you are to find love. Thats not true. Sometimes you have to cross your limits in order to protect your loved ones and that can scar you for life. By the way thanks to my little army sister for the covers for both the stories. uwu you're the besht!! Completed- ✔️ Edited-✔️ Also contains strong and abusive language. Please do not read if you're triggered easily. You've been warned. #1 in dailystruggles #8 in drugdealing #22 in kimtaehyungfanfictions

Because I have it, and I'm sure some people can relate to these.

Story of a confused, messy, unsure girl with an attention span of a squirrel and her everyday struggles.

Coping up with dissatisfied expectations....

I believe every story has a meaning to it, a reason for its existence. Every book tells a story about a part of that authors life, that authors dreams, and that authors feelings. I believe we all are authors in progress. Before you judge and criticize my last sentence, let me explain. You see we all have this one book called Life, its not finished yet of course. It begins the day you were born all the way until the day you die. Start writing, your book is one of a kind. Your book is Priceless. Carpe Diem.

Daily struggles as I lose my eye sight.

Maybe there will come a day were love will be prohibited for the lost of many broken souls that once truly loved ,

A glimpse into the life of a wife; whose husband struggles with an incurable illness.