Psychward Stories

I threw myself in front of a bus. I know, how depressing. Why did I attempt to kill myself? That's for me to know, and for you to find out. Anyway, that's how I ended up in Willow-Vale Mental Institution, or as most like to call it, the nut house. I don't regret it. In fact being referred to the home of the mentally insane was the second best thing that ever happened to me. So what's the best thing that ever happened to me? Him. My insanity cure.

Ward D is the hospital's mental health unit, and as a medical student, Amy is required to gain experience on the floor. But little do her colleagues know, it may force her to confront a past she's fought hard to forget. The night starts. The countdown begins. As the hours tick by, Amy grows increasingly convinced something terrible is happening within the ward's tightly secured walls. When patients and staff start to vanish without a trace, it becomes clear that everyone on the unit is in grave danger. Amy never wanted to spend the night on Ward D. Now she might not make it out alive. Originally written by Freida McFadden - I have written this as an opportunity for people to be able to read freely and continue to enjoy the leisure of reading.

Caught between fantasy and reality, Lisa Marie finds herself lost in a place where time doesn't seem to pass: the Psych Ward. Here's a compilation of everything found written in a hidden diary under her bed, which tells the story of how she slowly lost each shred of sanity left within her.

Kaitlyn James is a freshman at Garrett Walters High School, she's a wreck, to put it nicely. She loves too hard and too irrationally, wanting nothing more than a stable mother figure to love her. She thought she would never find that, until Abigail Reece, her Biology teacher comes around. Kaitlyn gets attached, but maybe it's not that bad?

I'm kinda psychotic and weird but I have a fucked up life so maybe I have a reason to be the way I am. It's not my fault blame my parents, but at least I meet someone and it all works out in the end 😃👍

Ever since I was a young girl, I've felt like I was drowning. I've felt like a little kid who walked too far into the ocean, only to be pulled away by the tide, not knowing what was happening, not knowing how to stop it, not knowing how to get my head back to the surface. ➳➳➳ Ember Cole is not the only one who feels like the world is being swept out from under her. She notices many who seem lost and scared. She can see their hair billowing up with the current. She can see their mouths opening, filling with water, while they cry for help. She can see the fear in their eyes as they try to see through the dark waves that keep pulling them under. She calls them The Drowners. The Drowners are the giver-upers of the world, and they give up on everything.

Alyssa Marks can't seem to let go. Warning: I wrote this when I was 13/14 and have done minimal editing since then, but that doesn't mean you should hold back any constructive criticism to spare my feelings. Fire away:) Also, I am currently rewriting this. In all honesty, this is rewritten draft #4 of the story and am planning on posting the final draft (yes that would be the 5th version of this story) by the end of July 2018. This book is very personal to me and parallels my own dealings with grief. I just want it to be as close to perfect as possible.

This is a story. It is not fiction. It is not written to elicit sympathy, only to shed light upon this misunderstood topic. It is written poetry-style and is not exaggerated in any way.

19-year old Colin Walker floats on the egde between dreams and reality. When his dreams break through the veil into his awakened state, Colin's mother makes a decision that no parent wants to make. Follow Colin's story, through fear and hopelessness. Through light, love and darkness. Through dreams and insanity.

Well what can i say im typing from a laptop in an eating disorder psych facility im supposed to be working on an assignment, but here i am just trying to hold my sanity together ive been here 78 days today 12-29-19 i hope my laptop privledges dont get taken away.

"𝘿𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙚?" Nishimura Riki was supposed to die that night. Instead, he woke up six years later with broken memories and only one name left in his mind-Kim Sunoo, the best friend everyone claims is gone. Consumed by grief and silence, Riki is sent to a psychiatric facility, where he meets the only person who can reach him. But as he begins to change, something unsettling begins to surface. Not memories. Something else. And when strange incidents start happening around him... Riki doesn't seem afraid. He just smiles.

There's a lot of stigma and negative energy connotations with hospitalizations and the psych center. I have personally been there 3 times and been hospitalized a lot more then that . I'm going to share my experiences both being hospitalized, and being admitted into a psych center to clear up stigma and give an inside look at a psychiatric ward and how things are run on the ward.

"I am not defined by my illness, and refuse to let it ruin me." !!WARNING!! Sensitive topics: Suicide, self-harm, drugs, abuse

"Will I ever leave the pit I'm lost in?" | Detective X therapist

Leeftijd 16+ Chapter 1: 💗 Lilly was a girl with powers who had experienced some traumatic things which caused her to have problems with her mental health. She suffered from anxiety, depression, ptsd, selfharm, suicidal thoughts. What was also very strange was that when the experiences happened it had a influence on her powers. Than she had a best friend who also had powers and she learned her a lot about how to use her powers but than they found out Lilly was a different type of witch so they had to leave each other. Than her mental health got worse. After a while her mom started to notice her arms, they sent her a therapist. First she didn't say much she didn't want they're stupid help. but than she talked with him because she thought she was going crazy , and he thought that she thought she was a witch because of her trauma's so he wanted to put her in a psych ward. And her mom agreed so then she was on a waiting list for a psych ward. When she was there they were first very strange and she didn't really like them. After a while she found out it was a ward full of witches who had to learn how to control their powers. The ware was meant to help people but the ward gave her: more trauma, stress, anxiety, and were kind of abusive sometimes. In the ward she had some weird and confusing experiences but what is there to find out, is it really all how it seems? Or not? Warning ⚠️ This story is not meant for people who have mental health problems. It is a triggering and verry confusing story. If you do read it please stop when it gets to hard. ‼️ Trigger warning ‼️ This story contains : depression, abusive behavior, sexual assault, suicidal thoughts, anxiety Chapter 2 will come at new years !!! 💖🥳🥳🎉

Amber Collins is a typical depressed teenager. She despises her body, her school, her past and her peers. As this fourteen year old gets put-down on a daily basis, she copes with her depression by isolating, limiting calories, and self harming. One unusual day, Amber's mom finds out about her scars and admits her to Westman Psychiatric Hospital. There, she meets Ethan Quinn: The boy everyone in town thought was dead. When Amber gets to know Ethan, she feels a connection; one that she's never shared with another person in her entire life. Will these two depressed outcasts manage to fight through the state of temporarily living in a mental hospital filled with drama, disgusting food, and instability? And will Amber's constant state of insecurity ever conclude?

It's been exactly one year and one week since the lonely Gerard Way last saw his beloved Frankie. It's been exactly one year and six days since Frank was discovered to be missing. It's been exactly one year and three days since Frank's favorite Smashing Pumpkins shirt was found hanging from a tree, ripped to shreds. It's been exactly one year since the police deemed Frank Iero dead. But is he really gone? (Disclaimer- I do not own My Chemical Romance or any of their songs or members. The plot and other aspects of the story belong to me. Do not copy any part of this work without written permission from myself.)

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Everything gets worse as the days pass by.

Tales of a psych ward from the patients POV in vignettes and poetry. Warning ⚠️: Self Harm, Difficult Situations, Substance Use.