Schizoaffective Stories

Správný pacient si po záchvatu vezme léky a jde spát. Vím, že moje hlava lže - vědí to moji rodiče, říká to můj psychiatr a tvrdí to i pečlivé záznamy v mém deníku. Už roky mě učí jedinou věc: nevěřit vlastním očím. Když se v noci za vedlejším domem stihne odehrát noční můra, zkontroluju si tep, spolknu dvě pilulky a počítám od sta pozpátku. Jsem vzorná pacientka. Jenže hranice mezi mojí diagnózou a realitou se začíná tavit. A já si začínám klást otázku, co je děsivější.¨ Jestli ztratit rozum... nebo zjistit, kdo mi ho vzal.

This book is the journal entries and stories of an insane person who has BPD, Borderline Personality Disorder, C- PTSD, Bipolar Disorder, Suicidal Depression, Homicidal thoughts, Childhood Neglect, Schizoaffective Disorder, Schizophrenia, had absence seizures in childhood and who grew up in poverty. Thank you for reading.

A story of a twisted doctor/reader relationship in the 1900's. Read and find out my little Horror freaks~ ~🌹LoloOlive🌹

Carol has had a boring life for as long as she can remember, or has she? She is prone to very vivid dreams that she thinks are just that, dreams. These dreams turn out to be memories. We follow Carol as she unlocks these memories and steps back into the crazy world that started them.

I am writing this story of my own life, with the ups, downs and in betweens.

A story based on real-life experiences with a little bit of a twist. Kyle is a backwoods Louisiana bayou boy with a haunting past. Aliyah is a girl searching for her purpose in the world. Together, they find what it means to love without borders and never to give up hope. But does this story conclude with a happy ending? Sometimes the best of stories never do.

A new friend is made but is soon lost in the whirl of the wind and the swish of the sea.

Writing the title of my book brings hushed laughter from the voices in my head who have begun to gather and mingle. They are the co-characters of my past 7 life spans with the devil . My life once again unfolds in all of its classical drama unfolding like a future spiritual war over my soul. A theatrical play that is so rare; I have born witness and full awareness of it twice in my life and now; as I begin to write my Memoir. I can tell you that I am the Director of the life changing events that I am currently experiencing and those I now control in my future. The past and current characters and main characters of the past 55 years have created the stage for the life I now have. I can see those who have came and gone in the past years. Those who have passed into the next life and those among the living. In the next five years I will be introduced to the next characters who are closely vetted and chosen. We will all meet and share Spiritual Virtues and gifts as Divine Warriors; for the war is upon us. We are now in the Final Judgement stages before the RAPTURE! The Devil has had possession of my soul since I was first cursed growing up around the crossroads of St Tammany Parish La and Pearl River County Ms atthe age of thirteen. I was raised as both a Catholic and that of a judged and condemned whore and witch. Later I would come to belong to the Coven of Joan. A secret coven of selected witches that were founded in the late seventeenth century and had been meeting in Little People's Village in Middlebury, CT. SECRETS I do Have and THOSE Secrets I shall forever keep. The Devil had me and he filled my life with lies and enemies who were once trusted and close friends. He had control over me from the time I was told to lie to cover up terrible childhood secrets. Tonight I hold no remorse or sympathy for the Devil. I pray the St. Michael's Chaplet and remove him and his band of demons and their thought controlling powers over my mind and banish them from my home.

A 'parts poem' about my mom, someone who unfortunately suffered with the worst form of schizophrenia. This is deeply personal, something that's hard to write about. Thank you for reading it.

The doll that listens, unintentionally.

just thoughts I have about my daily life, feelings, family, and processing my mental health . Sometimes I just want to share. I have schizoaffective and PTSD (or CPTSD according to my new therapist.) Just seeing if anyone else out there can relate to anything I think or feel.

SHIYA IS AN HONEST POLICE OFFICER. HER BEST FRIEND IS INOKA. THEY BOTH WORK TOGETHER. THIS IS THE FIRST CASE THAT THESE BOTH SOLVE. LET'S SEE IF THEY CAN SOLVE THIS CASE?

Read the story and figure out what's wrong with Nainika. What strange things happen to her and what is the reason behind those.

"Stepped out of the line like a sheep runs from the herd. Marching out of time to my own beat now, the only way I know."

A Compilation of True Events that I have had due to psychosis from schizoaffective Bipolar Type Disorder, encounters of a paranormal nature, and events that showed me Jesus Christ is real and still performs miracles today.

This story is based on Angoriana Mental Asylum, in the town of Couer d'Alene in Idaho, western america, the year is 1930. The building is owned by Archie Jones, a 38 year old white male, he sells medications to help with psychosis, although there's something darker that lies underneath the plans Archie Jones has, Archie is the antagonist. Story follows the point of view of 17 year old Irish girl Aoife Sweeney.

"And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming, or the moment of truth in your lies. When everything feels like the movies. Yeah, you bleed just to know you're alive."

Excerpts from a short story I've written

In which izuku loves the idea of death but katsuki loves the idea of izuku Bakugou katsuki, to put it simply, was pissed. He didn't want to come home at all but his father had practically begged him to,bitching and moaning abou,,t how he and his mom missed him, how she felt abandoned and all that shit, He had to. honestly he didn't give a damn how the old hag felt but his old man, well that was a different story. He huffed. Even as a 19 year old Hollywood actor he purposely distanced himself from his mom. She was toxic, always making him feel weak,like he Had to be the strongest or he had no right to live. He sighed it was only a family dinner it couldn't go that badly Oh how wrong he was DISCLAIMER I own nothing but the plot No hate comments please You don't like don't read!