Mytruth Stories

Real Life Stories About MY Personal Abuse.. Please Dont Bash Me For Posting This.. Please Dont Hate Me For Weakness... It's Hard Enough Already... This is my safe space...

I've been through my own struggle, whether it was created in my head by way of prolonged sadness or bitterness/resentment, or if I was struggling with things I had no co...

It's my story growing up with abuse loss mental health. Anxiety. Multiple personality. Dissociation And how I am great full for those trates as I wouldn't of survived w...

These are the poems that raised me and continue to raise me. Each one a phase, a feeling, a fight. Spoken Out is a timeline of truth-soft, sharp, and still standing.

A collection of poems about surviving sexual assault and reclaiming my body. For the girl I was at seventeen- I believe you now. I believe you always. You were never to...

I'm not quite sure yet. This is more of my thoughts and my truths than an actual story. This is pretty much somewhere I feel it is safe to get things off my chest.

A story about a friggen idiot! I will keep it nice.. i am British Almost! My dream to be a Brit .My next Brit immigration exam is in December . Luck me🤞 I had two kids...

Teenage love gone sour.

Is this good or bad?

Mostly poetry accompanied by music. Unfortunately, many can probably relate to at least some of what I write (based off feed back from "If Only") so feel free...

Once I tried to disappear from the world.

My written letter to love itself

This collection of poems are from my numerous journals. I started writing around 8/9 years ago to help me through an extremely difficult time in life, when my rheumatoid...

This is basically a "This I Belive" statement presented through a select number of experiences I've had. I belive it is well worth a read, especially if you fi...

This is my story. But it's more than that. I hope one of two things comes from me writing this. Either I finally find peace, or, she finds this - and I can hear her vo...

Just my thoughts and my opinion on La Toya Jackson's memoir, starting over.

Dedicated to all the first children TW: SA

"Don't try to explain yourself to people, if they don't get you, they don't get you."

A poem I wrote while staring into the past

p o e m b o o k 200717-#35 in spokenword