Selfloathing Stories

He blames himself for the accident. For the baby they lost. For the legs that no longer work. So he does the only thing he thinks will save her... he pushes her away. Jemima Reed is not leaving. Even if he makes it impossible to stay.

[Republished] I tried writing everything's that's on my mind here and reveal my true self to the world, because that was something that's too hard for me to do. Here, I am trying to show you my story and maybe try to help other people who are like me. Sometimes I want to unpublish this book because I feel like I show too much of myself here; so much that I feel so embarrassed and vulnerable. I've never had mustered up enough courage to talk about my feelings, opinions and problems to other people no matter how close they are to me. This is a wonder of writing I guess, you can fully take off your mask without feeling too vulnerable to show a raw, bare, unfiltered and true version of yourself. ❛❛Memories and Melodies, stories that sound absurd. I will tell no lies~ - Rear view: Zayn Warning: I've addressed issues such as self-loath, aneroxia, body dysmorphia, suicidal thoughts, self image and self esteem issues, and other such toxic issues which might be triggering for some people. Please read at your own risk. Contains foul language.

TW* After being shot by Ed, due to his betrayal, Oswald began to go struggle with a deep depression. Oswald decided to leave Gotham in hopes to get over all the pain and destruction. He is accompanied by Ivy Pepper, who does everything she can to look after Oswald. Oswald and Ivy return to Gotham 6 years later. When Edward finds out, he sets out to finish what he started. Unfortunately, it wasn't as Edward thought it would be. Now he wants to do anything he can to fix Oswald, other than kill him. [*TRIGGER WARNING, MENTIONS OF SELF HARM, SUICIDAL THOUGHTS, DEPRESSION, SELF-LOATHING AND SUCH LIKE INCLUDED!] (Updates come whenever I feel like it)

"I hate you" I said finally. "Care to explain why". He replied cocking his head to the side , amused. "Yeah, you're arrogant and nasty and you hurt people's feelings on purpose, not because its entertaining to you . But because you know that if you dont bite off as many heads as there are people trying to get to know you, one of them will somehow figure you out. And that scares you" I rattled off , suddenly very irritated at his smile. Like it mocked me . "Is that all?" he chortled . "No, actually you also have this habit of pointing out flaws in me that I've been trying for years to avoid and have been doing so , successfully might I add . Thanks to social etiquette. And you just bring them up ,completely uncaring of how rude that makes you look to other people and how embarrassed it makes me" I huff out annoyed .

A coalescence of my depression which came about from deep repression; a case study of mind concession which only comes from introspection.

Just a place to get out my thought anonymously

If you're looking for some poetry, you've come to the right place...or book. This is a collection of poems I have written over the years. Some poems talk about bullying, suicide, abuse, etc. so be aware. I hope you enjoy what I write.

Megan is forced to go to a boarding school at the start of her junior year. G!P

Ratchet catches Optimus being unfaithful

So here's just some of my poetry posted for the world to see... Warning, most of it will be not-so-happy. It's hard for me to write happy poems, i'm weird like that. But that's beside the point. Anywaysssss read my writing if you wish Yeah i know, I'm bad at summaries. Don't let it stop you from reading on though.. :3

How Walder and Robinson's relationship has evolved. Differences and all. Walder is strong, and short tempered at times. He is level headed, ambitious, and most of all, so calm, so cool, collected. But on the inside he's melting down. After years of abuse from his father, and even his village, and a mother who left him as a young child is leaving his toll, and leads to him questioning his worth. Robinson is also strong and also so calm, so cool, collected, but even he can be a cruel force to deal with once you mess with him. He is rather laidback in expression with a fair amount of stoicity. His origins are unknown but it is assumed he is not close to his family. He has started getting more fatigued, on edge, and sadder. But it appears to have been this way for longer, even before meeting Walder. The story of two men's trials in the Civil War Walder x Robinson From the first episode: https://youtu.be/3HR7qGGc3rI Watch before reading. I will update to add the cover and pictures in-story. I'm taking my time... Have a great morning/noon/night

Short Fic inspired by catpearsonn on Tumblr. Allura had the team try a truth serum. Things are said, confessions are made, and Lance gets his hugs.

A year ago I didn't just put my words on paper, I put my feelings in words

Everyone has weaknesses, I learned that very early on in life. Everyone has problems, that too, was learned early on. Another thing I learned quickly was that monsters who happen to hid under your bed and in your closet don't exist.... but the monsters do, real monsters follow you wherever you go, true monsters are created by people, their fears, doubts, and addictions. Sometimes young kids can see them, because the only ones who see them are those who believe. Adults don't see them because culture has made it that way. Every parent tells their kids monsters don't exist, that it's nothing to worry about. So as people grow older they do not see the monsters that cling to the bodies of most of the worlds population. People are blind to them. Then there is me, that remainder, maybe it's because I never grew up with someone to tell me monsters don't exist, but I'm 16 now, and I still see the monsters. I can't decide if I'm lucky to know the truth, or cursed, because sometimes I wish I was like everyone else, ignorant. But I'm not. ~Preview~ The girl crumbled as she her sobs ran through the cafeteria, but they were drowned out. Drowned by the laughter that reminded me of a horde of cackling hyenas. They threw anything, everything. I just stood there. Oh, were you expecting me to do something, is this the time I was supposed to step in like a gallant knight and defend the damsel in destress from evil? Do you want me to go stand in front of her as a shield and guard her from the onslaught?! Is that what you want? Is that what you want? Sorry. If that's what you were expecting, but it turns out you're not reading the story of a hero, this isn't the story of a noble knight, this isn't the story of good deeds and honest actions. You're reading my story, your ready a story about reality.

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this is about me. i wrote this at 12 in the morning. i want to share my thoughts with you guys. maybe you can relate. maybe this will help you know that you're not alone :D

A short story about a man haunted by his past.

Achievement is the cause of pride. Pride is the cause of arrogance. Arrogance is the cause of ignorance. Ignorance is the cause of isolation. Isolation is the cause of depression. Depression is the cause of realization. Realization is the cause of change. Change is the cause of effort. Effort is the cause of progress. Progress is the cause of achievement. A never-ending spiral that throws Reece Burke's life into chaos and destroys his sense of self-worth. Can he fix things in time or is his life already beyond repair?

A written word on the allegory of me. A deep introspective piece of what I believe has been going on with me. Facing my pride in the most painful way possible, through vulnerability!

Mikaela, an angel sent down by his "𝙈𝙊𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍".. Or rather 𝘾𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙏𝙊𝙍, to learn about humans. And to do that he must fit in and become a human in disguise himself. After some thoughts and observing human life in the shadows, He decides to attend a university by forging a fake identity. Though unexpectedly, on the first day he became the cool unapproachable pretty boy campus crush!?!? After being praised and Sought after by many, he's grown tired of it. So unbearably tired, he decides to go back to his "𝙈𝙊𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍𝙎" Garden. That was until... a fashionable and energetic two faced ball of sunshine with a hint of self loathing in her soul had appeared in a world full of lustful eyes that see him only for his abilities and looks. Will he change his mind about humans and stay in the realm of mortals? Or return to his "𝙈𝙊𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍𝙎" Garden? TRIGGER WARNING vvv later mentions of overdosing, suicidal thoughts, self destructive fl, many (failed) attempts of dying