Findingmyself Stories

I'VE LIVED MORE IN MY HEAD THAN IN REALITY. A STORY ABOUT SILENCE, OVERTHINKING AND EVERYTHING THAT STAYED INSIDE . NOT PERFECT. JUST REAL. A STORY OF A GIRL WHO FELT EVERYTHING DEEPLY...... BUT NEVER REALLY SAID IT OUT LOUD. WHO GREW UP IN SILENCE AND GOT LOST IN HER OWN THOUGHTS.

They say love is supposed to feel safe. Amara knows better. After surviving nine years of toxic relationship, she's done believing in promises, apologies, and second chances. Love didn't save her. It broke her. So she built walls. Stronger. Colder. Unreachable. Until she meets someone who doesn't push. Doesn't chase. Doesn't demand. He waits. And somehow... That terrifies her more. Because the more he stays-the harder it becomes to keep pretending she feels nothing. This isn't a story about falling in love. This is a story about what happens when someone teaches you how to feel again... when you don't want to.

"The world gave me walls, but the ocean gave me breath." To most, the sea is a terrifying abyss-deep, dark, and unpredictable. But to me, it is the only place where I don't have to pretend. Before this eternal blue expanse, I am no longer a prisoner of expectations or the shadows of my past. I am the wind. I am the foam on the waves. I am a freedom that remains untouched. This is not just a journey toward the horizon. It is the story of a soul long caged in a gilded prison, finally daring to see what lies beyond the boundaries that once suffocated it. As my feet touch the sand and my eyes meet the infinite sky, one question remains: If this world has no end, why do we let ourselves be stopped?

About me - Slightly Dramatic, Slightly Sleep Deprived Edition. (Blending real events with storytelling flair, Not in order. And trust me this is going to be fun!) P.S. I forgot my old account's email id. Thus starting new. And picture credits to owners yes.

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Hi my name is Khianna Claire Perez and this is my life story of trying to find myself. Hope some of you can relate to this. ENJOY READING<33

These are poems straight out my heart. Words that I could never say out aloud but have decided to write it down. These are part of my life, things that have happened, things that I have seen and things that I have felt. Straight from the heart tells a story that even I have yet to understand. Straight from the heart is straight from my heart, an organ that keeps beating till it can beat no more. This is my heart and these are my words. So take a look at my HEART and see all that it has to offer. @All rights reserved 2017 None of these poems can be copied in any way or form without permission from the author

I don't think I am very good at singing, unless I am alone in my room or in the shower. Other than that I always seem to mess up somehow, or sound like a dying frog. But that does not mean I can't write songs and just leave them here. I don't write them very often...and the first song I ever post in this book will be my first song ever written in a complete form. Feel free to comment any changes you think I should make. Love you x

A story about how I find myself or loss myself stay around to figure out.

khalie is a depressed girl. her mom died during a car accident and her dad always abused her and blamed everything on her. she lost all confidence in her self. she cries herself to sleep every night,she cuts and has bruises, she doesnt have any friends. she always thought bad of herself. but one day a new kid comes to school he is popular, funny, and always has a smile on his face. he tries to talk to khalie but she refuses to talk to him. will he take help her out of her depression? or will khalie just stay the same?

To start things off..let me just say "I'm Untraditional." I'm a werewolf... I know what you thinking.. "She has to be badass! I mean come on.. Your a werewolf.!?" But alas "Nope". You see yes I'm a werewolf... But I'm also agoraphobic and have sever panic disorder. Due to my past and well let's just say my mind... I have found that not only am weak physically but mentally as well. Everyone tells me that I'm stronger...I can fight it but its not that simple..and Now....its my 18 birthday in two days and time for the mating wars. Follow through my mental and physical battles...maybe there's more than meets the eye. Hello My name is Aries Anderson. Omega of The Dark Knight Pack.

Belle in Bangalore is a passion project, kinda like a mix between dear diary and adult journaling. I just wanted a way to keep track of my daily adventures in Bangalore, I could write it in a notebook, but this is way too fun and keeps me accountable. Incase you stick around and choose to read, I'll be seeing you (almost) every day.

This poem, concludes. The visionary spirit of longing and yearning for a loved one.. who no longer has presence in their current life. A person whom is a " rising sun to another." But a dawning moon , aimlessly chasing the stars who can only be a " vivid dream." That cannot be in the realm of reality. The Moon who is gorgeous but constantly longs, for what is out of reach. And forgets its own beauty, throughout the process. Sincerely yours , I present to you ladies and gentleman 🩷 ( if you believe my effort is worthy of being noticed by the eye of the precious) please support my pieaces who which, I wrote with my whole entire heart and soul , in desperate effort for a difference, that my words are bound to make..

Little nick nacks of a mind that won't stop rambling. Each part of this is an individual short writing. It contains moments of my everyday life as I soak it all in - the good and the bad.

Just random stuff that I decide to write whenever I feel like I am being punched where it's most sensitive and when I feel like my life is messed up and I'm miserable

anger, fear, love, joy, sadness emotions i feel and never express my bottle is full it's time to let it all out

A terrible confession. Horrible thoughts. Sad and depressing. Life may be okay and things may be normal but sometimes you feel angry and lost and depressed and you have no reason to really feel that way. So you start to wonder...

They said growing up means understanding life. But no one told me that it also mean losing people, questioning yourself, and pretending you're okay. "Oops! I'm Growing Up" - a story about laughter, love, pain, and everything, in between. Because somewhere between "i don't care" and I'm fine," we all grew up without noticing.

Fierce is not scream, and is not being mad. Just finding pride in being who I am.