Self-loathing Stories

Set before season 6: "Lisa had bought Dean a journal. Yep, one hundred pages, college ruled and all. All right, in all fairness, Dean knew he was messed up—okay, really, really, really, messed up. However, Dean had found his muse with alcohol—like normal. But...this wasn't his quote-on-quote 'normal,' binge drinking, and he knew that."

Within the inky blackness of the void, there waits a Bell Tower who wails for a life that doesn't belong to her. Despite this, she laments for a chance-a single chance that someone will care for her, watching as she rings.

What happens when Lance gets badly hurt during a raid on a Garla ship and slips into a coma? What happens when the team find out about the deepest darkest part of himself? What happens when they find that the Lance they knew was hiding a big part of himself?

The story of 2 people. A 32 yo guy,depressed,from Estonia, and a woman around the same age. She is hopeful,joyful,yet very sensible and has a lack of self confidence. Will their differences bring them closer? Or set them apart?

After his dream is finally crushed, Izuku isn't quite sure there's anything left for him to live for, but...he can't exactly kill himself either, not without hurting the people he cares the most about. So, when he realizes that the quirkless can't technically be vigilantes, it seems like the best of both worlds. He'll be able to save people even without being a hero and, if he happens to die while he's at it...well, like Kacchan said, maybe he'd be born with a quirk in the next life. NOT MY STORY! BY Clouds (myheadinthecoudsnotcomingdown) on AO3

When Boston-born Grantaire plans to transfer to Los Angeles for college, he realizes the cheapest option is to take a roadtrip across the country. When he realizes the leader of his group, Enjolras has to go to LA as well for a protest, Grantaire figures that carpooling might not be so bad. Well, so he thinks. Inspired by the Webcomic, "The Less than Epic Adventures of TJ and Amal" by E.K. Weaver.

A self-loathing preacher with a desperate for love and human connection seeks relief in the arms of a prostitute. In the midst of his warped attempts of trying to give and receive love and cope with life, a tenderness towards human frailty is awakened in him and he seeks redemption in sacrifice. The idea formed in me one day when I was considering sanctimonious televangelists who end up caught in hypocrisy. I wondered, "what makes these guys tick?" Ultimately it is a story about how a toxic brand of Christianity motivated by guilt, shame, condemnation, and self-loathing pushes its adherents deeper into the sins it preaches against but that redemption and grace can be experienced in the most desperate and hopeless of places. . . . But ultimately I wrote it so as to be open to interpretation.

She's struggling to keep her career afloat. Soon she auditions for something that will change her life.

"I feel as if my body has been placed into a vice and sliced into multiple segments" A story about battling mental health, life and whatever the world decides to throw at us. I'll add more parts to it if people like it?

Fight anorexia, claw at it, and spit in its face. Be on your journey back from this devilish disorder. There are problems. Such as the emotional problems that started it all. So I implore you ,write letters, write a journal and maybe you will be set free. *Cover made by xHaveFaithInMex* **This is being edited from its original version slightly, so they spynosis has changed in order to expand the story and the part have also changed somewhat but not greatly from their original form. I feel as though this book is fiction and non-fiction at the same time, as some of the themes in this book have been experienced in real life by people around us. Thank you and I do hope you enjoy reading this**

A man reflects on his relationship with his family while experiencing a catastrophic wave.

This story is based on true excperiences and events. Nothing in this book is fiction. I wanted to share my pain and my lifetime goals with other people who can relate or at least see that life is diffrent for everyone. This story is about my life. Please respect my work by not stealing from it.

🖤This is simply me pouring out my minds occupants and thoughts at times in which I feel overwhelmingly sad and lonely🖤

I wrote this from the dark side of a writers mind set, I wanted to explore every style, and so here we have depression at its peak.