Depersonalization Stories

Four boys start their college journey at Washington University. Neo knew it would be a challenge, but he thought college would be the problem, not three alphas who happen to be his dormmates. This book is currently being edited and finalized. Chapters are updated regularly. This is a mxm story. This story will contain mature material. This is your only warning. - long story- #1 Gaylove #1 bxbxb #1 depersonalization #1 assault #1 sexual

Working Title: Overcast Keeping it together was hard enough. Then he showed up. Something about him has her insides screaming to run, and to run far. Now, Krysta's no stranger to the bizarre, you know?, what with her 'witch' of a grandmother and all, but... something about this guy has her hair standing on end. From the hungry look in his dark eyes to his uncanny stillness, there's just something so predatory about Adrian. And then, of course, he's not the only thing taking up real-estate in her mind -oh no, no, sir, not by a country-mile. From helping her mother -with whom she has a strained relationship-tend to a practical army of siblings, to a new school of culture barriers, to the mysterious pattern of violent murders that seem to be getting closer, there's a million things going on and only 23.93 hours in a day. And that's not even getting into the shit in her head. If things keep piling up-and if she's not careful about it--Krysta just might wind up in the hospital again...

On Harry Renard's fifty-fifth Birthday he awakes to find that his face has been encased in a black cloud, which he thinks is odd because it had not been there the night before. On inspecting this strange phenomenon, Harry realises that he can just about see out through the dark mist, but his face is completely obscured from the outside. Unsure of what to do but worried that if he is late for work again, on yet another gloomy Monday morning, his juvenile boss Tarquin Stark will finally have a reason to dismiss him. On arriving at the office Harry is surprised to find the cloud has expanded to engulf his whole head, but why does no one else in the office seem to notice? UNDERBELLY [n.] singular The soft underside or abdomen of a mammal. An area vulnerable to attack. A dark, hidden part of society. Trigger Warning, This story contains themes of Bullying, Suicide and Self-harm

Peter Parker struggles to balance personal and superhero life as he grapples with school, parent's divorce, and recent loss of his uncle. After a fateful encounter with a girl with mental health issues, he experiences a hard time especially at home with his abusive dad. With the avengers help he tries to get over his feelings and help the girl discover her trauma and other problems. Who will the girl be and what relationship will form with the two? Will they overcome their problems or fail completely? Can he handle this messed up life? Story rankings: #1 in sh #1 in depersonalization #1 in derealization

BOOK ONE OF THE BINDING TRILOGY CURRENTLY UNDER MAJOR CONSTRUCTION! Some big changes are likely being made while you are reading, and you might miss them. *** Jarelis had always known magic was evil and had stayed when her sister, Elke, had left for the bolstering magical center that was the city of Musteri. But when Jarelis receives a distressing cry for help from her sister, she embarks into the city to petition the god who whisked her away. They strike a deal: her sister's life in return for that of Princess Ifera, the Chosen Enchantress. Ifera is convinced that her father chose wrong when he chose her to rule over Musteri. For one thing, the magical talisman that she's supposed to use to legitimize her authority doesn't seem to want to work for her. She knew that her inability to use magic of her own made her vulnerable, susceptible even to desperate, but also reasonably attractive, farm girls. Only when Jarelis tries to kill her, she realizes she can't. Not without rendering herself dead in the process. If Jarelis wants to kill her, she has to seek out a way to unbind their souls. And if Ifera wants to escape her, she has to find a way to activate her talisman. Only neither of them are quite sure that's what they want anymore, and every second they waste Elke falls deeper into The God of Charms's grasp. *** #1 in LGBT 4/22/2020

Pain is something everyone feels, extreme is an understatement for how much it is felt. There is not a single way to express it fully but a pen and paper sure works a lot. --- I am not a poet, or a good one, but that just means it will get better and better throughout the book, anyways, enjoy!!

"Should I keep trying or is it time to finally give in..?" A person who struggles with mental health, bullying, even money problems, goes through the pains of being an adult, but along the way will they meet someone to help them cope? Will this newfound feeling help us learn more of their story, or will it just end in more drain that builds the walls that they built even higher?

i'm tired of making him feel this way. he's better off without me. but i love him. and i cant seem to leave him alone.

A collection of poems. Please be aware that this book contains sensitive content such as gore, police violence, abuse, mental illness, racism, strong language, eating disorders and derealisation/depersonalisation. Be sure to listen to yourself and practice self-care whenever necessary.

SEQUEL TO TRUCE!! Josh helped Tyler feel real. Helped him feel solid. When Tyler had the need to check, to make sure, Josh would kiss him to stop Tylers skin from splitting open. But now... Josh wasn't here. And he wasn't there. So where was he?

Midoriya knew it would happen again. It always has. Everyone he's ever loved has left or hated him and he understands why. If Izuku was his friend, he'd do the same to himself. He was planning on just ending it but he didn't expect a homeless man to be his savior. Or Izuku no longer has a reason to live; can Aizawa give him one? This is part one of the Our Emotions in The Night Series Word Count: 10,010

I wrote to relieve myself of the pain that I've been carrying for a while.

A collection of poems I sometimes write. I hope they help someone find some sense in their own incoherent thoughts.

Two Gods, one order and one chaos. In the start of reality and they have no clue what they are doing. Sui Generis goes foward in time in our normal speed, and Clara goes backwards in time in astonishing speeds. Meet the beginning of the world I have created since I was a child. I hope this will get published in the future. Cover picture (till now) : https://art.alphacoders.com/arts/view/52250

I used to write only about sadness, the all consuming beat of the fact that I thought I was not good enough I' m learning to love myself, I hope these stories can help if you are too

Im having trouble finding motivation to write my Salvis book, but writing poetry has helped me stay creative and productive in the meantime. A few years back, I stole other people's poems for a book I made as a kid, which makes me feel guilty. Now, I'm working on a book that only contains my poetry so that it's completely original.

"i dont know how to stop"

A romanticization of everything that is, is not, and what could be TW: There are many sensitive subjects within these entries. Lots of personal detachment and psychotic thoughts and actions. Triggers for, but not limited to: Body Integrity Identity Disorder (BIID) Derealization Depersonalization Dissociation Self Harm (no vivid description, only mention) Familial issues Fear of sewing needles and things under the skin Will be adding to the list as the chapters increase, TW put in chapter headings

I, me , myset my identity as I Walk through the surface of earth. I may stumble upon problems as I walk, the walking seems so endless I find myself very numb i may be used to it. The world is filled with chaos as it may seem everything was chaos, we cannot live without chaos, we're made by chaos. The stories of all, i am who i am today I question, who am I?

I write in different forms to help cope with some of the things I've been through. One of those forms is poetry. Remember, you are not alone 🤍 G_Clarke