Self-help Stories

A bunch of words strung together randomly. A book of unorganised thoughts. A couple concerning, a few pretty. My diary. I could be anyone. I could be your best friend, your worst enemy. Your family, a stranger you saw on the bus. The girl in class you never noticed, your teacher, the ld man that reads news paper at the park. I am a person in this world, and this is my diary.

Jade had what most would consider the perfect life. The daughter of a doctor, and a college professor. Raised in an affluent Dallas neighborhood, she grew up surrounded by structure, opportunity, and expectations. Jade was unbothered and focused. The kind of woman people would underestimate because she smiled easily and trusted freely. But at twenty-two, safety started to feel like suffocation. Accepted into a nursing program Jade moved to Houston chasing her dream career and freedom. Believing independence was the final piece to becoming who she was meant to be. Her apartment sat high above the city, with marble countertops, floor-to-ceiling windows, with a skyline view. A quiet luxury that matched the life she was building. Houston already felt familiar. Her best friends were there. Her people, her balance. Dana was the voice of reason, while Brooklyn was the reason plans were never supposed to end early. A girl's night out at an upscale lounge is where she met him. Marcus McKinney. A charming, smooth-talking music producer-manager wrapped in an illusion of ambition, and good looks. Marcus was everything she thought she wanted and slowly revealed himself to be everything she should've run from. What started with flowers, late-night drives, studio vibes, and intoxicating chemistry. Unraveled into manipulation, control, and emotional chaos. Lies blurred into truths. Love blurred into survival. And Jade found herself trapped in a cycle of narcissistic abuse she didn't recognize until it nearly took everything away from her. This is more than a story It's an educational, emotionally raw exploration of narcissistic abuse told through realism, psychology, and lived experience. Gaslighting. Triangulation. Trauma bonds and Red flags we ignore when love feels good. Sometimes love isn't the blessing you prayed for. It's the lesson you needed to learn. ⚠️ This story explores emotional abuse, manipulation, and trauma.

There will always be a whisper within you that wants to find a place where to be. To get there is to sail across your ocean of fears without anything but the palm of your hands to navigate with the help of stars in the night sky. We're all mariners reclaiming the parts of us that were stolen away by the stern waltz of the waters. Crossing in the dark, where waves of disappointments and restrictions might crash on us. That whisper will echo through the right path, lighting up the dimmed hopes to see your beautiful depths, and splashing us towards the path of growth and uncharted ending.

Springtide. A word carrying two meanings. It is the time when the tides grow strongest. When sun, moon, and earth fall into a rare alignment and their invisible pull is rising the oceans waters higher than usual. When shores disappear beneath the swelling sea, washing all stains of the past away in one furious motion. It is also the first, soft breath of spring after a long winter. A stirring of live starting a shift in an eternal, icy stillness and a feeling of light and warmth setting upon frozen earth and bringing renewal and color back into the world. 🌸 Marcus Volturi is supposed to live and die in tragic fate. Sadness, pain and longing for his one and only true love and mate Didyme are supposed to end his story. Well... until Thalia - Gen Z, law student, girliepop, and most importantly: his world greatest fan - dies (an absolutely heroic death) and gets reincarnated into the world of the „twilight"-novels. Sure, it takes her some time until she finds out, where the infamous reincarnation truck got her to. And yes, starting live somewhere in the 80s, without proper internet and this war crime they call fashion is everything but easy. Not talking about hitting puberty (again) and finding out investing in Apple is hard as a minor (even if you have the mind of an adult) or blackmailing Laurent into giving her the fucking vampire bite. But Tilly makes it her new live goal to save her favorite, restore his joy, make him ruler over Volterra, and getting revenge on everyone that wronged him (hello Aro and Caius). Nobody could foretell that she would end up accidentally marrying him in the process. But hey, that only gives her a better opinion to achieve her goal! Surely Marcus would never fall in love with his new, determined wife and finding his light again in her, right? ...Right?

I Created This Book for those who are ready to make changes in their lives, to move forward and begin to build their own Best Version of Themselves. Like My Page: Best Version of Yourself Instagram: raysalvador07

She never expected a small street, a quiet plant stall, or a stranger to change anything. Vasudha's fingers traced the uneven leaves of a tiny pot. "This one looks like me," she whispered. A voice interrupted her thoughts. "Surviving without proper care?" She froze. Slowly, she turned. A guy, casual but sharp, was looking at the same plant. "You agree that I look like a struggling plant?" she said half-joking. He shrugged. "No. I meant the plant." A laugh escaped her-small, unexpected. He picked up another pot. "This one looks confident." "That one looks confused," she replied. He nodded, as if her words had weight. "You're buying it?" he asked. "I... I already forgot to water the ones I have," she admitted. "That's concerning," he said, a faint smile playing on his lips. Even in teasing, something in his tone stayed with her. "Careful," he said suddenly, pointing to the street. "You look like someone who walks in thoughts." "And you look like someone who observes too much," she shot back. He shrugged. "Maybe." Then he walked away. 🪷🪷🪷🪷🪷🪷🪷🪷🪷🪷🪷🪷🪷🪷 Vasudha, true to her name-Earth-carries quiet strength and untamed courage. Struggling with self-doubt, she doesn't yet see the wildflower spirit within her, ready to bloom in even the harshest conditions. Come walk with her through the cracks and blossoms of life, and give her story a chance to touch your heart.

The Spiral is an embracing invitation for a holistic healing journey leading to ultimate inner freedom. Updated every Sunday.

Life is full of shits, but that doesn't mean life is a shit, read this and thank me later

Before the man... there was a boy. Before the strength... there was weight. The Weight of Becoming is not just a memoir-it's a reckoning. From a childhood shaped by absence, tension, and the quiet formation of identity, to the rigid structure and unforgiving demands of the United States Army, Jonathan Kyle Douget takes you into the moments that forged him. Through deployments, internal battles, and the unseen aftermath of service, this is a story not about war itself-but about what war leaves behind. This is about the roles we grow into before we understand them. The expectations we carry before we choose them. The weight that never asks for permission. Boy. Soldier. Man. Father. Each version of him didn't replace the last- they stacked. And with each step forward, the weight grew heavier... and more meaningful. Raw, reflective, and unfiltered, this memoir pulls back the curtain on what it really means to become-when life doesn't give you the luxury of figuring it out slowly. Because the truth is: You don't lose the weight. You learn how to carry it.

[ DISCLAIMER: NOT OCS OR DID ] Nine hearts beat as one. The virgin soul cries for justice. Across two worlds a great evil will be undone. The ever present malice. . . . WOO ! LORE ABOUT ME AND MY PERSONAS ! FINALLY !

A collection of writings I made and make when struggling in parts of my life that I look back towards when I'm having a hard time.

An encyclopedia of adages, proverbs, phrases, and sayings of the English language, curated to preserve creativity among many cultures and lived experiences. Each entry offers a gentle reflection and real-life example, guiding readers through the subtle wisdom of everyday speech. This collection remains open to contribution, correction, and variation, allowing language to grow through shared understanding. ~~~ Always unfinished. Updated regularly. ~~~

The best way to learn story writing is the same way a child learns ABC - slowly, step by step. I will guide you like a mentor. We won't rush. Strictly made for beginners who want to write their own story like pro authors do. My Gentle ABC Guide to Becoming a Pro Writer from the Way I Learned

I dont expect people to read or even see this. I will write ways i keep living, reasons not to sh, Probably vent a bit, a little bit information about me too. Just making a safe space. Talk in the comments, if anyone ever sees this. Message me if you want, if youd rather message me but me not to read it just say and i wont read it, let it out. All titles are lyrics/titles from songs i like or names of bands/artists i like. Im going to put polls in every post. It's something that helps ground me when i need it so maybe it will help you. Don't feel pressured to answer it though, or answer in the comments if you're answer is something else. Give suggestions if you want to. Lmao i doubt anyone will even see this idk ‼️‼️Tws for talking about sh, bad thoughts, ending it, all that sad stuff ‼️‼️

This collection of poems captures the wandering thoughts of my mind-moments of reflection, fleeting emotions, and the quiet whispers of my heart. Each verse is a glimpse into the world within, unraveling the delicate threads of joy, pain, nostalgia, and hope. Through these words, I invite you to join me on a journey through the landscapes of the mind, where feelings are expressed freely and truths are discovered quietly. Let this book be a mirror to your own heart, a place where words come alive and the soul finds its voice.

This will be a collection of articles on life lessons I learned during my self-improvement and healing journey. ** Disclaimer: while I doubt anyone will notice, these stories were taken from my blog on Medium. I use a pen-name here and my real name on Medium. I'm hoping this will clarify any potential copyright issues.

In the wake of personal tragedy, Shubhani seeks solace in the remote Spiti Valley. There, an unexpected encounter with a monk who challenges her atheistic worldview. Circumstances happen so that they have to come to the city. The monk's sheltered beliefs crumble in the face of modern society, as he got to understand atheism, homosexuality , freedom to express, desires to live up to. This poignant tale explores the collision of tradition and modernity, faith and reason, ultimately unraveling the true essence of life and happiness. [ illustrated with pictures.] please give it a try.

I wrote this book because I've spent years watching intelligent, capable professionals struggle with the same communication challenges over and over again. Not because they're not smart enough. Not because they don't care enough. But because nobody ever taught them the fundamental principles of how communication actually works in groups. They were thrown into teams and told to collaborate. Told to "communicate better." Told to "work together." But nobody explained what that actually means. Nobody gave them a framework for understanding why groups succeed or fail. Nobody taught them that communication isn't just about sending clear messages-it's about constructing social realities together. So they default to trial and error. They rely on instinct. They copy what they've seen other people do, even when those people were doing it wrong. And the cycle continues.

My testimony. Ascension is a collection of poems expressing my journey to acquiring a personal relationship with God. The battles that I have overcome, learned from, healed from, and received revelation of.