histórias de Recovering

New house. New family. New rules. But some wounds don't stay in the past. Ivy will do anything to protect her sister - even if it destroys her.

The war took almost everyone Percy Jackson ever loved. Jason. Frank. Hazel. Piper. Leo. Annabeth, last, right in front of him, her scream still living somewhere behind his ribs. He survived. He's still not sure that's the right word for it. What's left of him became something new in the fallout, a god born out of grief instead of glory, the only one of the original seven still breathing. Camp Half-Blood is rebuilding around thirty survivors and a lot of empty cabins. Percy hasn't eaten. Hasn't cried, not really, not the whole way through. Hasn't figured out how to be a person again. Athena lost a daughter. Percy lost the only girl he ever loved. Neither of them wanted to find the other standing in the wreckage, but grief doesn't care who it introduces. 8/1/24 #1 PercyxAthena

Stella Rose was neglected and used her whole life, she never thought she would ever be free. But when her parents die and she is left alone unsure what to do with life. Matthew black husband of Mafia don Jackson black had always wanted a daughter to love and cherish and after finally convincing jackson they began the search only to come to a dead end... until Maxwelll and Ruby a couple that owed them money passes leaving their Stella Rose behind. What happens when the worlds of an unknowing little girl looking for the comfort she never had and the couple who has wanted a child collides? Will stella give in to the love and care? Or will she fight against it all? When the parents of Matthew show up begging to speak with him and his sister, how will they react when they find out About Stella Rose? And when Jackson is faced with the other mafia's that want to get their hands on his princess, what will he do?

Giyuu Tomioka, and Shinobu Tomioka's lives after the battle with Muzan. AU/HEADCANONS: *Giyuu and Shinobu get married before the final battle, at ages 20, and 18. *Shinobu is one year older (19 currently)

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Read first page. *****MAY BE TRIGGERING***** contains talk about eating disorders, self harm, ect. Read at your own risk.

sonic is hurt really bad

Hey, it's me. I'm a girl aged 13, and well, I might be developing Anorexia. Please let me tell you my struggles and thoughts. (My English isn't very good, so I'm sorry voor the mistakes)

Jay a shy young woman attending a university starts to fall as she remembers of her dark, painful past. She is reminded of this as she starts drinking once again like her father once did. She meets-one early morning-a young man who apparently has attended the same classes as her for years. She was oblivious to his existence due to the never ending hangover she has put herself in. She and him meet more often and he starts to heal her deep wounds of her past. But as Luke learns about Jay's past he starts to remember his own. He starts to fall into his painful thoughts as she had done once before. Will they be able to heal each other and live in peace with their past lives and move on together?

The everyday life of a nobody.......

Lessons lived and learned being in and out of love. The journey to find what it means to be in love. And possible finding what it really means to know how to love yourself first in order to love.

**MAY BE TRIGGERING FOR SOME AUDIENCES** This is just a bunch of my ORIGINAL Poems. • Please do not steal poems • Constructive criticism accepted

Staying busy to avoid the slightest thought, sight, and feeling of you.

-recovering

He said that it was my fault that he was hurting me, touching me; That if I was skinnier maybe he could have loved me. These lies haunted my head for several years while I lived with it in silence before I finally spoke out about the horror I was living with him. He was my best friend, and he betrayed me. Most of the students at that school did too. They joined in his chior and taunted me about my weight. The doctors didn't understand why I was so far underweight. They blamed my "healthy metabolism". Lies. I almost died once or twice. My Doctor ordered an EKG, and she said that its readings were scarily low, and that she was afraid my heart would collapse. I went to the hospital and was nursed back to health. I returned to school. Still, I was the fat girl. There determination to destroy me, never failed to appall me. I gave into my old, dirty ways. I switched schools because my parents noticed the pattern of abuse I was recieving from the school. Yet again though, my heart was on the brinks of collapsing. Another hospital visit followed in short, and I was admitted into an Eating Disorder Intensive Out Patient program - a 45 minute commute from my home. My parents didnt care about the distance, they just wanted to see the light in my eyes again. They wanted their little girl back. I refused treatment, by faking my way out. I got out, and relapsed horribly. Now, I see the pain in everyones eyes. I am surrounded by such amazing, positive people who I would never want to hurt. But I am. I am hurting them by hurting myself. Before I thought I was isolated. That what I did to myself was MY businness. But I know realize thats far from the truth. What i do to myself, effects my two year old sister, my 15 year old brother, my father and mother, my friends. What I do to myself, effects soooooo many people, and I don't want to be a worry anymore. I want to get better. i WILL get better!

They were just a student but tragedy strikes way too often and now they have to not only pass their exams but heal from something they will always feel responsible for.

Cassey thought she could bury her past when she transferred to Westfield University, hoping for a quiet final year. After losing her fiancé, Xavier, a Marine who never made it back from combat, she built walls around her heart-ones no one could break through. Haunted by grief and guilt, Cassey is determined to focus on her studies and leave the pain behind. Then she meets Levi. Levi knows the weight of loss too well. A veteran scarred by his own past, he hides his pain behind a guarded silence, keeping everyone at arm's length. But when he crosses paths with Cassey, something stirs-an undeniable connection, neither of them are ready for. Drawn together yet broken in their own ways, Cassey and Levi find their worlds colliding. Tension simmers, hearts ache, and every moment shared feels like stepping closer to a fragile line. Will they help each other heal, or are they too shattered to be whole again?

As things go im the "I don't give a shit overachiever". Isn't that contradictory, ha well that's just the half of it. So if this is the case and I seemingly "don't care" then why did I develop my eating disorders. Well lets just say you simply cant judge eating disorders as vanity orientated, that is unless ur an un-educated spas . Sadly im not as invincable as id like. I needed a space to write how it feels to go through recovery, how its changed me for the better, and how difficult it was for myself to realise I had a problem. I want to help others like me so here we go, read to join my dark humoured ride.