Schizophrenic Stories

there full descriptions will be in the first chapter as i cant add them all here :( Tord: Psychotic, possessive, manipulative bipolar. he's kept away from the other patients.. Tom: Anger issues and depression, he's attacked people before but he doesn't remember why or when he even did it.. Edd: schizophrenic, and depression. Tried to gouge his eyes out so he wouldn't have to see the people.. Matt: Obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD) Eating disorder Depression. Starved himself so he could have the perfect body..

[[ officially discontinued, final chapter for more]] Midoriya Izuku, a struggling teenager with too many voices in his head and not enough friends outside of it, has to sneak through his schooling at the prestigious Yuuei and try stay out of trouble. But, playing junior detective as well as antisocial-loner-wannabe can get you into all kinds of situations, what if his only get worse? An overpowered quirk packed with memories from a past life, a school life too scary and new for the veteran of all things torture, and a villain on the loose with intent to not kill, but to take; how will this game of chess end? Afterall, the chiseled black and white all become grey. TLDR/TLDC: Izuku has PTSD because his childhood sucked ass. Quirk!Deku, sorry for being so generic. This is my first fanfic so :') Each chapter has usually 2k words, minimum. I'm still young so don't expect anything too great. Stuck in a but of writer's block atm The good thingos I had/have: ◆1 #dadmight ◆1 #schizophrenic ◆4 #aizawashouta ◆7 #katsudeku ◆9 #dadzawa ◆10 #shoutaaizawa ◆13 #dekubowl ◆30 #firststory ◆39 #izuku ◆53 #dad ◆55 #bnha 🔴I do not own the Boku No Hero Academia manga, anime, movie/s or concept in any way, shape or form🔴 ⭕But, I half-own the cover picture⭕

They all deserved it; cheaters, liars, rapists, stealer... Sauvior was the one who gave them what they deserved.

We were never strong enough to fight our wars, especially the inner ones. My heart shattered countless times as I watched him fight for his sanity against the little monsters inside his head, tearing at the flesh of his brain and pulling the life out of him. Sometimes, we would give our lives away for the ones we love, but when I was up against his own mind, all I was supposed to do was let go of him. I wish I did, but I was too selfish. And hopeful. They say I didn't love him enough. Little did they know about love; that it was never enough. My name Is Rosalie Grey. I had a future, a bright one. But I got locked up in an asylum with only one word - name - on my mind. Adam. And only one sound echoing against the walls of my skull. His wild screams.

"Please... Please tell me your real." ••*••*••*••*•• "I can't feel that. Wh-Whats happening?!" ••*••*••*••*•• "Did you start flashing the flashlight yet?" ••*••*••*••*•• "..." ••*••*••*••*•• "Mamá I cant hear you. What're you saying?" ••*••*••*••*•• "I'm not hungry, really." ••*••*••*••*•• Shiro can barely tell what is and isn't real anymore. The bugs are crawling in the walls, underneath his skin, and fighting to get to his brain. Keith hasn't been able to feel anything from the waist down since he was 4. When he lost his ability to walk, and lost his family. Pidge is 15 and newly blind. Her brother hovers too much, but she's fine. Well, she's dealing. Hunk hasn't spoken a word in years. And truthfully... He doesn't know if he wants to. After several ear operations, Lance can no longer hear his families comforting words. Allura is hungry, and cold. She chooses to only try and fix one.

Suppose I should try this venting out? Reading the writings of friends/aquaintances I see the power behind their words... Maybe I can finally make out some of my issues if I'm able to reflect on my struggles.

You are Zion. Zion is You. In which you have another personality, and your other personality is your only friend.

"John, i'm so, so sorry. -SH" Set after The Reichenbach Fall, Sherlock is struggling without his blogger to keep him right. The voices in his head are back, and they tell him such horrible things...

A story about a 17-year old boy who has schizophrenia and social anxiety. With the voices and images all around him, makes him lose the courage to socialize. Even if he wanted to, could he tell what was real and what wasn't? And so, he never dared to utter a word if unnecessary. That was, until he moved to his new school.. What will happen next? (Plz give this story a chance ☹️ also the intro of the first chapter is bad and I'll fix it in the future 😞)

Silly boy. We are always here. We are always around you. You can't make us go away. He harder you try, the stronger we become. And do you know why, coward? Do you know why? It's because we are you. We are the forgotten parts of you. The missing parts. The one you could have been. A perfect little boy for your perfect little mother. But no. You were messed up. Screwed up. How could they actually love you? You know they don't. They just deal with you until one day when you die. You know that, don't you? They want you to die and get it over with.

Hello, this is for research purposes and other stuff, just know this is meant to be took SERIOUSLY as I do have schizophrenia(?)

This is a story of a silent city, in the possible future of our own. Indifference creeps through the streets like a lonely dog, and it feeds off of each and every one of us. It is a disease that crippled us, shutting off each town from the rest of the world. There isn't much left for us when apathy has the fatal strength that it does. It's all so human. All so much like what our souls really hold. Here is the puzzled and tired Mena Darson, knee deep in literal and theoretical insanity. To be honest, she doesn't really care whether the cities are connected anymore, or if things could be better. She only wants an escape, a cure for the stupid craziness we all developed. An unknown kid, a little kid barely a ten-year-old, walks the same earth. He walks it with one power we all forgot. Awareness. Authentic thoughts, and awareness. But can one kid be enough? Sometimes, however, truth can be more fatal than the carefully woven lies. But living in what's supposed to be blissful obliviousness is nothing compared to the bitterly coveted truth.

_Born In Sin_ [The Suicide Circus ] [BOOK #1] *Unedited* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Maya Louise Brown was alone. There was no question about that. She woke up, went to her classes, went home, and went to sleep, everyday. There was no in between. But Maya Louise wasn't okay. It wasn't the bullying and it wasn't the money problem. It was herself. She didn't have a family. She was always by herself. But the demons laying in her heart no longer wanted to hide. Butcherson Mental Facilities. 12 Teenagers. One Young man. Death. Love. Insanity. Will Maya still be alone?

She looks fine. But sometimes, the ones who smile the most are the ones falling apart inside. Fatimah Muhammad Hotoro hides her pain behind calm eyes and quiet laughter. But when the world goes still, her thoughts grow loud-dark, heavy, and merciless. "What right do you have to feel this way?" they whisper. "Others have it worse." Yet the ache doesn't fade. It lingers-deep, familiar, and unexplainable. She's spent years trying to outrun her past, but the shadows always find her. Something broke her long ago, something she never speaks of. And now, as the line between survival and surrender blurs, Fatimah must face the truth she's buried for far too long. What happened to her? And will she ever find peace-or will the darkness finally win? A haunting story of pain, silence, and the fragile hope that healing is still possible.

Somebody who takes their coffee black may describe the taste as bitter. To this you may ask them why they insist on drinking it, and they probably can't give you a good answer. Sometimes leave a bad taste in your mouth, but you may like it.

Voices in the night

Boo has been on the brink of insanity since he was born. Unable to control his anger, he has become a threat to himself and others. That is, until he finds her. This girl has brought him back to earth and has shown him more than he ever thought possible. His life now circles around his love, and she doesn't even know it.

"S-stay with me." Zoe whispers. "Keep me safe." "Until the sun dies, love." + Zoe Walker is a young Schizophrenic girl who's parents left her at the psych ward one day. She's sad and lonely and doesn't really talk to anyone. She's crying on the inside, and she wonders why she had to be the one to suffer for something she doesn't have control of. Brayson Jones is a suicidal boy who was abandoned by his mother. He led himself to believe he is nothing but a worthless twenty-two year old. Much like Zoe, he doesn't talk often and he barely gets any sleep with the night terrors he gets quite frequently. The two have much in common, like their stubbornness and their tendancy to hate people who treat them unfairly. So when Zoe and Brayson cross paths, an instant connection is made in between the dull gray concrete walls of the psych ward. Follow the pair as they embark on a journey of a lifetime; involving sensitive situations, tears, heart-felt talks and maybe even, love.

He had loved her since the beginning, but he hid his feelings for her in the shadows

Benny Bendeto, an 18 year old boy is drafted into the civil war of democrats versus republicans. His father is drafted to the other side and their family is forced to split apart. Benny's one mission is to find his younger sister Daphne. Sometimes when your looking for one thing, hundreds of other things come along instead. And Benny's case? Well, he was definitely having to carry more than he could hold. This story has multiple twists, as well as the fact that it's a short story so it moves pretty fast. Read my intro chapter to find out more! Tw: This story mentions death, and focuses on schizophrenia as well as small details of other mental illnesses.