Mentalbreakdowns Stories

une pensée, des poèmes et des réponses

Some teenage thoughts. Free verse. I'm trying to be better. I'm in my "I think I have a crush" era now, so there will be some of such stuff.

විරාහ රස මැදින් ආදරේ රස මතක් කරමින් විදින අහිංසක ආත්මයක විලාපය....

How well do you think a girl can survive on her own? On her own in an abusive household, with absolutely no one to hold onto...will there be light?...or will there be complete darkness..? Warnings: Abusive Signs of mental illnesses S3xual abuse Depressing thoughts This story is based completely on fiction, do not read if you have a good mental status, disturbing words will be used.

What kind of psychopath fantasizes about slaughtering their best friend?

❗A canon story for my universe❗ As the title says, it's like therapy for me to write stories of that sort. Dark and messed up but it truly helps. DISCLAIMER: I do NOT encourage ANYONE to take drugs (cigarettes and alcohol included). I don't smoke myself (you will have to take my word for it) and I don't want anyone to ruin their life because of me. Any drugs used in my story have a purely SYMBOLIC meaning (to me they mean a crisis in life, a breakdown and powerlessness, none are positive). Please stay safe, whoever is reading this and if my pain brings you any good, God bless your heart. I'm sorry for what has happened to you. Life gets better at some point. Also, English isn't my first language so please be kind. Enjoy ❤️ I do NOT own Teen Titans. They are DC characters with exceptions of characters belonging either to me or to @MercedesQuick.

I fell in love with someone who loved being loved.

Welcome to the corner of my mind I don't usually show. I write to breathe, to sort the noise in my head, to spill out the things I never say out loud. coming from late nights, heavy thoughts, the kind of feelings that don't leave quietly. you'll find poetry pulled straight from my journal - unfiltered, emotional, sometimes soft, sometimes sharp. pieces may feel heavy or uncomfortable, because they were born from real moments, real pain, real healing. if you read along, just know this: everything here is honest. not polished, not perfect - just me trying to understand myself, one piece at a time

"Maa don't leave me ever?" asked six year old boy, lying in his mother's embrace. "Where would I go leaving you kanha? Maa will never leave you," assured his Maa and tapping his head and making him sleep. "Promise?" again asked the boy innocently. "Yes kanha. Promise," promised the mother which made his peace and he slept immediately. ***** Unfortunately the mother couldn't keep her promise and left him alone. They are so far, yet so close too. And this story is about erasing that distance between them, so that they could live happily ever after. Happily ever after is not only for couples, but for every human and for every relation and I want to show that in my 2nd story. Welcome to my second book, 'UNSHED TEARS'. It is a story about mother and son who endured a lot of pain and inspite of having many tears they never shed them. It won't be a big story, but definitely has big chapters. It might be emotional and painful in some scenes. So welcome to all and don't stop here and dig into the story. The characters are eagerly waiting to tell and show their story to you. Enjoy.

On a faithful day, country humans who once died rose back from the dead, but how will the others react to their dead loved ones or enemies coming back from hell? this is my first fanfiction so don't expect much. I haven't decided on all the ships that would be present so you can make some suggestions in the comments. I plan to make a rewrite in the distant future since my writing skills improved. Trigger warning : This story does not support Nazism nor communism nor capitalism. It may contain sensitive topic.

Bad Mental health

In which Taehyung, like every afternoon, sits on his bench, waiting for the time to pass and his life to end. That is, until someone decides to sit on his bench, too. A Taekook ff. {COMPLETED}

A tale of love A mother who loved with her whole heart A daughter who worshiped her . Someone was murdered. And someone went manic. Maybe with grief, Maybe with revenge- Or maybe It was grief that led to a story of revenge the world remembered... And feared

Tw:SH,mentally illness,unhappy state, possible cursing, trauma, SA I hope you enjoy my poetry, keep in mind I am not romantizing mental illness I am simply sharing my stories with the world,and you should not romanticize mental illness either

Have you ever seen a familiar random person, But you can't put your finger on it? It's not Dejavu nor have you met them in the past, or did they? This is a story of Luke Nathaniel Dankworth who got separated from his Childhood friend when they were still a kid. As he grew up to his early adulthood, He forgot about his childhood memory alongside his friend. But as he met his neighbor, Amaya Synth everything changed. Memories from his past started appearing. It occupied all of his thoughts, And in the midst of all his childhood memories, He remembered Amanda Synth, His very own childhood friend. And seemingly she's his long lost friend, based on what his memory showed to him. But the girl he remembered is named Amanda Synth rather than Amaya Synth. He remembered a lovely and innocent girl, Unlike his current neighbor who is very rude and has a Cigarette addiction. But the most haunting part for luke is that they do look Similar. Is she his childhood friend? Or is this just a crazy coincidence?

'I know it's stupid.' 'This won't happen again.' Ena has been having a rough time. Her art isn't good enough yet. At least, not to her. She's so lonely. She needs someone. During her meltdown, Mizuki recieves a distressing call..... ------------------------------------------------------- Mizuena hurt/comfort oneshot Mizuena nation riseeeee I love them smmm

He would know if it was just a dream. Wouldn't he? *** Copyright © 2022 by Joni Lan

She doesn't remember who she is. But everyone around her remembers who she's supposed to be. Divisha Rathore wakes up in a hospital with no past, no scars, no truth-only silence, and eyes that won't stop watching. The deeper she digs, the more the world bends: faces shift, memories glitch, and identities blur. What if your mind wasn't yours? What if you weren't yours? This isn't a story of recovery. It's a story of unraveling.

Three different people, three different lives and three different stories. They have nothing in common except the steaming pile of mess their lives are. With a meek attempt at human contact, they try to navigate their way through life with the help of complete 'strangers'. • Part 1 complete (✓) • Part 2 complete (✓)

I have no excuse for whatever gets written here besides the fact that I am a feral rat.