Reachout Stories

( THIS IS FOR MY HEALTH CLASS ) Gary was just like other giraffes. He was fighting to survive, he was eating leaves, he was sticking his long tongue out. What was different about him to make him so stressed out over bullies? He had no neck!

Anxiety is...

Just talk it out!!! Your worth more then you think.

Jack is a 16 year old boy who has everything. A killer smile, a hot girlfriend, and amazing best friend, a twin sister and a younger brother. He plays football, he gets straight A's, everyone loves him. Except for himself. His life is perfect, but that doesn't mean he is. He wears his smile like a mask, hiding all of the pain no one would understand. He hurts but no one seems to notice, and he's fine with this. Until he just can't. What happens when he can't hide under a smile anymore? Who will be left?

*Trigger warning for suicidal thoughts* The recent comments from Meghan Markle, and the response that she has received have highlighted, once again, how much stigma there is against those suffering with suicidal thoughts. If you are thinking of, or ever have thought of, ending your life, then please read this. I want you to know what it looks like to get out the other side. This is my own account of my own experience. Sending love to you all, Bea x

A poem I write whilst extremely depressed and locked in a manic depression with severe paranoia. It might seem a little dark. I am writing from the heart. Not caring about rhymes or emotions. Just completely free drafting.

hello! Just before you read the description/ the actual story TW for Suicide, swearing, shouting, self harm and fighting. Also if you relate to this story at all please, please reach out to someone. Thank you. A girl who lives in a world with high beauty standards and people who walk around looking like barbie dolls. "That's just life." She thinks. "I'll never be as pretty as them." She thinks. She will never appreciate her true beauty.

I wanted to make a small space for myself where I can put my feelings into words. Or maybe, I just wanted to assure myself that what I am feeling is completely normal - there are others out there feeling just as lost, distressed ,and lonely. This is a collection of my emotional phases. Writing them down has helped me understand myself better , and accept the reality that I am not okay .... but I will be ! I will make sure of it.

Mental Health is an issue. Its very much present. And we have to acknowledge it. Hope this helps somebody. A small effort on my part.

This short story is about mental health and how it is okay to step away from life and take care of yourself first! This is inspired from the song Cigarettes by Juice Wrld.

The idea that addiction is a disease is a widely argued topic with huge supporters for either side. Addiction being a disease is a vast misconception from a portion of compiled studies that concluded it not as a disease, but a side effect of disease. Millions of people judge addicts as terrible and irresponsible without ever considering why or how they came to be that way. Not everyone was lucky enough to develop a calm mind from which escaping doesn't feel imperative. Addicted to what is the 2nd allegory in the sick like us collection providing secluded perspective on why addicts use, when it began, their justification, and how choice doesn't have as much to do with it as commonly believed. There are also comparisons of similarities between addicts, medical patients, and sober society. The opinions on this very touchy subject are uncommon but do provide insight to understanding something that can't be seen before judging others without knowing the battle.

A very short story about grieving over a loved person. ~ I got this idea because of a pin on Pinterest (one about starting a story with a specific line). Might not be exactly the best.

Empathy and sympathy are often mistaken for one another. One being more commonly used for a person going through a rough time than the other. Sometimes life breaks a person down so much and so often that it feels impossible for anyone to understand. For someone who is familiar with the feeling of being broken and alone, empathy comes more naturally. The Loyalty they would feel is very deep and nearly unbreakable. Not many understand the idea behind being there for someone unconditionally outside of family. The same few have likely never had to completely break all alone without a single hand to reach out to. Count on me is the 3rd allegory in the sick like us collection featuring a personal experience used as a relating point. When someone goes through something like that alone, they wouldn't ever let anyone else do the same.

You have a boy best friend and a bully. the bully of course, likes to see you alone. just when she sees you sat alone, your bsf is suddenly in front of you to stand up for you whether he has to get physical or just verbal. either way he got your back. He don't believe in rumors. <3

Birth. Death. Rebirth

I got inspired to write a story about the strongest typhoon in the world known as Typhoon Haiyan or known in the Philippines as Yolanda. I wasn't present during the event but I had the feeling I simply had to write my ideas down listening to the news internationally and locally. I know I shouldn't feel inspire but I am because I know they, as survivors, can stand up in their own feet if not now then tomorrow and as Filipinos, we will still smile and lend our hands to make sure they will stand up again. I would say this is my form of help as I am unable to give any financial assistance to the victims. But overall... However my ideas end... I hope you guys would appreciate it. Note: DO NOT COPY OR REPRODUCE WITHOUT MY CONSENT, AS THE AUTHOR AND THE OWNER. DO NOT BE RUDE AS IT IS NOT YOUR IDEAS AND AS RESPECT TO THE SURVIVORS AND VICTIMS. Narration is in English while the dialogue is in Filipino to maintain the Philippine essence. If you get confuse, just comment and I will respond asap. :) PrincessThirteen00™ All Rights Reserved © 2013