Mentalhealthmatters Stories

"Possibly one of the best books I have ever read." "This is the best book I've read on Wattpad. I'm not lying." "This was the most beautifully written book I have ever encountered" A teenage girl finds herself facing relentless bullying ending up in a clinic which specialises in eating disorders frequented by a nurse who could either be her saviour or her downfall. Past and present collide in this heart-wrenching story where nothing is quite what it seems.

Poetry; Normalizing depressive symptoms

Where a girl discovers what life means. Read the warnings list, please.

This poem dives deep into a life filled with grief, loss, and survival. It explores the struggle of living with essential tremors, the burden of past trauma, the challenges of maintaining sobriety, and the frustration of feeling misunderstood. It's about the tension between independence and connection, the anger and sadness that surface in everyday life, and the strength it takes to simply keep standing. It's raw, unapologetic, and vulnerable - a testament to human resilience and the quiet courage of surviving when the world feels heavy.

Just rough drafts or final version of the things I write when I'm bored.

4 Chapters Back to Myself is a heartfelt collection of poetry and reflections that chronicles a journey through pain, healing, and self-discovery. In Life Must Go On, the author explores resilience and the strength found in trusting oneself during life's most difficult moments. The Voices confronts the darkness of intrusive thoughts and despair, revealing the courage it takes to keep choosing life despite overwhelming struggles. Scars delves into the lingering wounds of love and heartbreak, capturing the difficult process of letting go and prioritizing self-worth over suffering. Finally, Acceptance embraces authenticity, self-love, and the freedom that comes from living according to one's own values rather than seeking approval from others. Raw, honest, and deeply personal, this collection serves as a reminder that healing is not linear, and that even in our darkest chapters, hope can still be found.

A small compilation of short letters, poems (call it what you will) to express feelings of invalidation, anger, sadness and more. What's on your mind? cause this is what's on mine... Do we share the same sentiment? CW/TW this book contains many sensitive topics (transphobia, su!c!dal idea's and more)

A story of a little girl who is 11yrs old got into coma. for 8yrs because of loneliness

hey guys this minor story is gonna be about my life. who i am today and how i came out to be. For those who know me, and for those just getting to know me. It's taking a lot for me to share my story but because I want others to be able to see they're not alone in any way shape or form. Enjoy it to its fullest extent. Book Description: Hey guys my name's tiago I am a FtM Trans Man and this is my story. To all the friends who have helped me to this day I love you all and I am so grateful to you for everything you guys have done. Characters: Tiago - Author/Narrator Loren - Tiago's best non binary friend Aj - Tiago's long distance best friend V - Tiago's trauma bonded best friend Ma - mother Pops - father Em - aunt Car - aunt #2 Extras: Mainly Tiago's family that will be mentioned as we go.

This short story tells about a girl suffering from depression and she unexpectedly met someone that changed her entire life.

This will be a collection of poems that will range of various topics. From mental health to failed relationships. I write these poems as an outlet to really voice how I feel and I hope that those who reads this can find it helpful or help them voice how you feel. **This will be ongoing**

Different love letters I've sent my love

contest entry for inside a dark box

'Lost Poetry' is a book full of different poetry. Each one written by me and inspired by the pain or happiness in my life. Warning to some readers, some of the poetry may include mentions of suicide, depression, or addiction.

As Avora stands at the crossroads of her journey, she gazes out at the unfamiliar landscape of her new life. She wonders if she has sacrificed too much in pursuit of a dream that now feels hollow. She asks herself: 'Can one ever truly find their way home, when the path they've chosen has led them so far away from where they belong?'"

This story is just based on how i feel about my life, my experiences ,the feelings i feel deep down my heart or brain however you interpret it. However ,if you're not in a mood for something slightly depressive ,that you can sob over or if you're sensitive ,then I'd not recommend to read it. Anyways, if you're really curious about it, then you're warmly welcomed to start reading .XOXO ♡♡♡

"I hate my name." She whispers. I pull back, looking at her in surprise. "What?" She looks up at me, her eyes red-rimmed and puffy. "Maddenly," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. "I hate it. I sometimes think it's like some sort of prophecy...Maddenly...like I'm meant to live up to it. Like I'm meant to go mad." My heart breaks for her, for the pain and fear that's been building inside her. I take her face in my hands, wiping away her tears with my thumbs. "You're not going mad," I tell her, my voice firm. "You're strong, Maddenly. You're resilient. And I'm here for you, no matter what." She looks up at me, her eyes searching mine, and for a moment, I think she might believe me. But then she just shakes her head, and the tears start flowing again. I pull her back into my arms, holding her tight as she cries, trying to absorb some of her pain, trying to be her rock in this moment.

They don't know each other. But they all bleed the same silence. A class clown hiding behind forced laughter. A perfectionist drowning in gold stars. A fighter who only feels safe when angry. A controlled one who's never had control. A watcher fading into the background. When five teens are told to anonymously write down what hurts - they finally do. This isn't a story about getting better. It's a story about being honest. And sometimes, that's more than enough.