Mentalhealt Stories

Qᴜᴀɴᴛᴏ ᴀʙʙɪᴀᴍᴏ ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴀᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴄʀᴇᴅᴇʀᴄɪ ᴀɴᴄʜᴇ sᴇ ɴᴇ sᴀᴘᴇᴠᴀᴍᴏ ʟᴇ ʀɪᴘᴇʀᴄᴜssɪᴏɴɪ? All'Università San Jorge di Saragozza, Pars Sabatini è una matricola al terzo anno che, piegata da un violento blocco intestinale durante una lezione, viene soccorsa dalla sua migliore amica Veronica assieme ad Andrew Parker, professore quarantenne e nutrizionista clinico. A seguito dell'episodio, alla ragazza viene prescritto un comune lassativo. Poco dopo, però, compaiono strani tremori e irritazioni cutanee improvvisi che spingono Pars a sospettare del farmaco. La svolta avviene quando Andrew ritrova un certificato medico smarrito dalla ragazza: controllando le informazioni del farmaco sui registri sanitari dell'università, il professore scopre una verità agghiacciante. La multinazionale ha modificato la formula chimica originale, nascondendo un effetto collaterale davvero atipico. Uniti dall'urgenza e da un legame che travalica ogni confine professionale, Pars e Andrew decidono di raccogliere nell'ombra le prove della frode per smascherare la ditta. Ma mentre la verità sembra a un passo dal trionfare, il prezzo da pagare si rivela spietato: la minaccia più grande non viene solo dalla multinazionale, ma dal tempo che sta inesorabilmente scadendo.

"Bapak dan Ibu tidak pernah menuntut banyak, mereka hanya ingin aku menjadi orang sukses. Masalahnya, itu adalah tuntutan paling mustahil di dunia bagi seseorang sepertiku." Lahir sebagai anak tunggal di tengah keluarga miskin yang terasing, hidupku tidak pernah benar-benar menjadi milikku. Punggungku dipaksa tegak sebelum waktunya, dibebani mimpi-mimpi besar yang gagal digapai kedua orang tuaku. Demi melihat binar bangga di mata Ibu dan senyum lelah di wajah Bapak, aku meminjam cita-cita orang lain. Aku menelan hal-hal yang kubenci, belajar hingga lambungku terkikis asam, dan memasang topeng anak berbakti yang sempurna. Semua orang di kampung percaya aku adalah tiket emas keluarga menuju kehidupan yang terhormat. Namun, kerja keras ternyata punya batas mutlak. Bakat tidak otomatis tumbuh dari cucuran keringat, dan kepintaran tidak bisa ditebus dengan air mata orang tua. Di tanah rantau, kebohongan yang kurangkai perlahan hancur berkeping-keping. Surat peringatan putus studi sudah di atas meja, otakku menyerah, dan tenagaku habis tak bersisa. Aku tidak bisa lagi membohongi dunia, tapi aku juga tak sanggup melihat Bapak dan Ibu mati berdiri jika tahu anak kebanggaannya hanyalah seorang pengecut yang gagal. Jika sebuah keluarga harus punya tumbal agar kutukan harapan beracun ini berhenti di generasiku... Maka jangan sentuh mereka. Jangan buat mereka menanggung malu. Biar aku saja. Biar aku saja yang gagal.

I'm dying. Not really, but I feel like it.

Poems that I use to vent.

The Classroom Stage and the Echoing Sound of Feedback Genre: Psychological, Campus Life, Education Vibe, Mental Health Awareness

This is a story about a girl named Ember who suffers from different mental illnesses. She is just a normal girl with normal needs but her mum tries to make her live worse after her dad died when she was younger . Also in school many of the other teens try to avoid her for no reason at all. all of that dosent really help her getting out of her dark hole she is stuck in. TW!!! ~ may contain selfharm; blood; pills; starving; puking; insults

TW: These poems talk about my troubles with Self harm. Poems that I write about my mental health. Book cover from Pinterest

It's about a girl (Amy) who is struggling with her mental health and her friend jaliy is to. So to go on a story together

Breve texto sobre lo desesperante que resulta la depresión y los pensamientos que te vienen a la cabeza cuando alguien no presta atención a tu recaída.

Kokomi is an introverted girl Who dosen't has any friends left. One night She meet Lillibet a Pink hair girl whit beautyful green eyes. Lillibet is very different from Kokomi. But the two of them share some bad situations, the two of them become very close, and start to fall in love.

Hi Valerie, this is me, your "other half". I will write to you every time I feel like. Goodbye Valerie, I love you.

Momo hides his struggles behind a carefully crafted mask, refusing to admit even to himself that he's not okay. But the cracks are starting to show, and it won't be long until he breaks. (Story is finished, there's 7 chapters and I'm posting one chapter every few days)

The Art of Parental Love Far away from the city, hours away from anything that resembles normal life, stands a luxurious, modern mansion-large enough to hold six teenagers and their powerful parents. But this isn't a holiday retreat. It's a prison. Amir. Michael. Ronaldo. Miles. Naomi. Djamila. Six teens, once familiar strangers, now trapped under one roof "for their safety." Their parents? Famous. Wealthy. Respected. But behind closed doors, they wear the same face: one of control, manipulation, emotional neglect-and sometimes worse. The mansion is suffocating. Every whisper holds a secret. There's laughter. Fights. Moments of peace. Most of them struggle daily with their mind too. But they aren't trying to survive. They're trying to live. Trying to heal with poisoned blood. Trying to form friendships while battling the voices in their heads. Trying to love, even if they don't believe they're worthy of it. They want to believe this is just a phase. That they'll leave and be fine. But not all of them will make it out. And the ones who do, won't leave the same. Because what happens when your biggest enemy is the one who raised you? What's left of you when your deepest pain... is also your only family? A story about salt and wounds. About betrayal that cuts deeper than knives, and love that sometimes looks like fear. About trying to build a future-when the past is still bleeding. This isn't a story of escape. It's a story of endurance. And in the end... there will be heartbreak, betrayal- and death. The Art of Parental Love -where love is just another mask.

This is my first one shot/fanfic so please be kind! I know I'm not the best and English isn't my main language so I tried my best to make everything clear. It may have some mistakes in it but like I said, I tried my best! It also contains a bug trigger warning for self harm and suicide. If you're not comfortable with that, don't read it. I don't want to trigger anyone. The reader is a female with the pronouns she/her but I might change her pronouns if I make a part 2 of this one shot. I still don't know where all of this happened, maybe between AOU and CW. The reader has been best friend with Wanda since AOU and they've become really close ever since. Wanda tries to help the reader rediscover the meaning of life.

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Why are emotions so underrated, I mean people only pay attention to physical pain, they often think people victimize their bad actions by saying they have depression or anxiety, but how could they know half of the things that goes through other persons mind, that's why suicide becomes an option for some people, people makes you think you're crazy for feeling some type of way, they make you feel you're wrong for feeling sad when you have everything you need, how ignorant do you have to be to tell someone with depression to just be happy, or someone with anxiety to just breath to not make a big drama out of everything, but what can I a say that's just society in general.

This is my memoir, a rather small stack of stories, my memories and thoughts gathered in one place. lowercase intentional.

These poems are about my schizophrenia and just feelings and stuff like that. They are my first poems in english so please be nice. Hope you like them 🖤☺️

Its a story about a girl(yn). she has been trough alot(explanation will be in the story). She is always wrong place wrong time. its a story with violence, romance and mental problems so tw! its gonna be a story in mis of other stroy's like obx and tvd and new toughts( if u have an idea put it in the comments) i hope u like it!!(i am srry if i spell something wrong i am dyslexic) Also pls dons report u clickt on the storie:)