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91 Stories

  • Soldier, Poet, & Queen by _ladyleigh
    _ladyleigh
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    When the crown falters and the land is cursed, Three shall rise One who fights, One who speaks, One who rules. Together they may break the darkness... Or be the reason it devours the kingdom.
  •  ME & Me by quietnecessity
    quietnecessity
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    Two sisters. One mind. One mistake. Kindness opened the gates. Logic buried the dead. And the ego decided who gets to survive. ME&Me is not a story about war. It's about what happens when the heart, the brain, and the ego share one soul.
  • The Weight of It All by keirenlol
    keirenlol
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    A gay 18-year-old kid, Andrew Williams, has just achieved his dream of reaching an American Ivy League school, Dartmouth University. He is incredibly excited to leave his small town, where he is fully appreciated for his gifts. While he is at Dartmouth, he must grapple with the struggles of a fleeting, inconsistent love affair with one of the most unexpected candidates. Noah Rodrigeuz cannot come out due to his fear. Andy must juggle this with his newly formed identity crisis. Will he be able to balance it out, get his man, and find himself, or will he succumb to the weight of it all?
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  • shame by VannaOfTheStars
    VannaOfTheStars
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  • Internal V.1: Child of Discord (Internal, third draft) by pena-fajar
    pena-fajar
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    Well met, twerps. Name's Azalea Husniria; been through fourteen summers. Princess, many call me to this gorgeous face, and 'jerk' behind my back. Just maybe, I deserve that. Bein' higher up the rung ain't all bless, I tell ya. Believe it or not, my mom, the ruthless Lady Mirani, had been nurturin' deep spite against the 'primary' Husnirid line--that of Dad's first wife--and sadly, that spite had spilled over to how Mom's brought me up: often abrasively. On the flip side, three-quarters of this Vikrish Peninsula answer to my House, the Husnirids; but there are chinks in every armor, and for me, it's my mom's simmering spite. Unless, somehow, she can reform herself. Fast.
  • A Different Shade of Beige by notjustadirectioner
    notjustadirectioner
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    The stories of my childhood. The stories of my continuously changing self. The stories of me. These are the stories that tell about what my life has been like, and show how I am changing over time. This is a collection of vignettes that showcase my memories and my personality. After all, I'm just a different shade of beige. (Inspired by The House On Mango Street by Sandra Cisneros)
  • A Glance In the Mirror by MarioCastelli
    MarioCastelli
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    A troubled young soul caught amidst a beautiful yet dangerous storm in his reflection; sometimes the greatest enemy is the one staring back at you.
  • Gray by storybook098
    storybook098
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    there is the white and there is black. Some people call this the straight and narrow. But have you ever wonder what happened to the people who stray from the path. Get lost among the gray. this is that story.
  • LOVE LETTERS by pearlrantolo
    pearlrantolo
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    Poetry is my truth. It's the one place where I can't lie or hide, not even to myself. It's a truth or nothing ground for me. This book is a collection of what I call love letters to myself and hopefully to you. It's a collection of sentiments that I needed to hear at one point in my journey, and they have been a saving grace and fuel to step into what's next .
  • my reflection by spidergwen_16
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    a book of poetry
  • Psychotic thoughts by memewhore01
    memewhore01
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    Sometimes, we get in to a headspace that is difficult to get out of. One that brings out any negative feelings you once held for someone, and amplifies it by a thousand. This is that sensation. This book is about issues people face in the world and struggles that people go through. Im sorry. WARNING slow updates
  • Ashes in the Wind by TheDuanEffect
    TheDuanEffect
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    A Philosophy of Suicide, Memory, and the Future's Echo, will unfold through these eight sections.
  • A Unique Crossover by Cindles2199
    Cindles2199
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    Jennifer (Jenna) Anela Hawkins is not just your usual tomboy that you have seen before. She's a great dancer, a very good soccer player who has a beautiful voice and is known to be a quadruple threat to most. This year, she is joining the University of her dreams, (King Arthur University) which offers dance and soccer in Los Angeles. The only problem is that the university only has a soccer team that's only for boys and won't allow girls to join. But what will happen if the boys' team's Capitan joins her dance crew, with whom Jennifer has a lot more in common than she realizes? ~ "By the way, you're a wonderful dancer." "Um. . . thanks." That was the second time this guy complimented me for this weekend alone and we'd only met two days ago. It made me dumbfounded which doesn't happen often whenever anyone gives a compliment. Yet David had and it scares the hell out of me. Until he gives this charming grin, "But I bet that I can do that little dance of yours better than you."
  • I'm Happy - The Saddest Lie by lingeswaranAJ
    lingeswaranAJ
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    I am Lingeswaran AJ. AJ - My identity and also my future history. The reason behind my every happiness. I have got some issues that nobody can see *Not all people in this world understand* All my emotions are trying to blast in ma mind I'm trying to bring them to the lights for you.
  • Anne's thoughts. by roschic
    roschic
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    Why are tears bitter? Why are bruises purple? Why do people become focused on others' thoughts? So much that they become depressed, have anxiety, eating disorders, insomnia. Why do people suffer?
  • No One Knows by Anniwe99
    Anniwe99
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    Here is a poem I wrote one day when I was feeling down. At the time, I was feeling like there was no one I could talk to. I felt like nobody knew what I was thinking and feeling because I was afraid of being judged. So yeah here you go....
  • How To Escape Loneliness by EscapeRegularity
    EscapeRegularity
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    A poetic guide to escaping my loneliness.
  • Blood and Mirrors by JDFallis
    JDFallis
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    Blood will be shed, truths revealed, the darkness will rise. Foretold by an ancient prophecy, eighteen-year-old adoptee Cooper Rowan may be the only one able to keep the mirror portals closed between Earth and ProSpeculorum, the world on the other side of the mirror, and save us all from the Wrecker of Worlds, a cruel vampiric creature come to feast. In this DaVinci Code meets Twilightesque thriller-fantasy, Cooper is abducted on her eighteenth birthday, drowned, buried, and then ceremonially reborn into an ancient order, the Speculo Sentry, that protects the mirror portals between Earth and ProSpeculorum. As the truth of her bloodline and legacy are revealed, she becomes embroiled in a search for family, self-identity, and a way to save Earth. Her journey takes Cooper, and Maddock, a mysterious guy from her classes, from a life of normalcy at university, through the mirror dimension, to the cobblestone streets of Tuscany, Italy, chasing ancient relics and her blood family. An evil, long-covered up by the Speculo Sentry, is threatening, not only her and the Sentry but potentially the world. Set in modern times, the story unfolds with a nod to history and is just as much about where Cooper has come from, as it is about where she is going. (Completed)
  • I'm More Than Just Skirts by moodwriter
    moodwriter
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    Ryan is gay and all he wants is for his family to accept him. I have gay friends and they're one of the best people I met in this world. So I thought of writing this.