Selftherapy Stories

A reality that is everyone's to share. Experiences we all go through but deal with in our own ways. Journeys we all embark on, to self-actualisation, independence, becoming a person in our own rights. Life in colour is exciting and beautiful but all colour fades into bleak chromatics, shades of what once was vibrant

this story takes a look into what my life was like growing up and what it is like now. i just feel so much better explaining it all in a story bc writing is the only way i can vent. i'm doing this because the advice of other people could do me some good.

My deepest thoughts

This is a book written by the Ink Spillers for anyone who needs some advice and help on healthy ways to combat depression, anxiety, eating disorders and any other issue that they might be struggling with. It will include tips for healthy living, diets, distraction techniques and how to keep yourself busy so that you are not too alone in your own thoughts for a long period of time (because we know how damaging over thinking can be to one's mind). "Depression isn't the word for it. Brain crash is more like it. It is a total assault of the body as well as the brain, every bit as much a physical illness as mental. This is an illness that lays waste to the body as well as the mind. You can't think, you can't move, you can't function." In this book, we aim to help you fight the physical effects of these afflictions, so that things can become more bearable.

"Art without an audience is just self-therapy"

This is a public journal about things most people keep private. I am a hurt person, and here, I try to pinpoint specific memories and explore them.

madness of the mind, where writing leads to the soul

Many things happen in life... Some happy, some sad, some memorable events, some unforgettable events. Some things that affected us while we were young, at times mistakes we do or events that occured while we were young. The Story Of Life is about things that happen to us in life. Mostly people who had or are having one of these: depression, suicidal thoughts, PTSD, involved in sexual harassment(rape), anxiety, relationships, love and more... This is not really an inspirational story but I hope it helps most of y'all going through these shits in life. Most of the things I write is about me and how I got free from them. Hope you read and enjoy it!!!

Writing here 'cause I can't go to therapy : ) You don't have to read this (obviously), but if you like reading people's diaries you are very welcome (seriously if you would like to give any advice go ahead). I don't think anything in this 'book' will make sense as I write in it not to be comprehensive but let out some steam basically.

This is just a book about little things. It's always good to be told that somebody loves you and to take care of yourself more. So, I'm just writing little reminders to you. I hope this helps you in some way. ♡♡♡~ Bambi

This is just a journal for my thoughts during depressive episodes. I posted it in case others felt the same way. If certain details seem repetitive throughout chapters, it's because I think of those details more than once. I write as I think.

A world in which I go to feel at peace amidst all the troubles.

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The IT crowd looked on, the girls clad in skin-tight or Bodycon dresses with bunny ears and sky high heels regarded me with interest. A slow blush built, burning up my cheeks; a contrast to the glimmering emerald ivy leaves I drew on. The vine was short; intricate in a sense but simple. Drawn on the left side of my face, the vine started at the edge of my cheekbone; curving up over and ending just about in the middle of my eyebrow. Complementing my hazel eyes, I only added pale gold eye shadow and mascara to elongate my eyelashes. My mocha hair was left down in natural waves; ending a couple inches below my shoulders. I doubt any of them really knew who I was. ''Amara?'' Except for one. Abused her whole life, shunned by her peers; Amara Wolfe faces a hard life. Will showing up at her High school Halloween change anything?

This is for all you suicidal, and depressed, and bipolar people out here. I love you. I know what your thinking. not really, or if you knew who I was you wouldn't, or you don't even know me! how could you possibly love me. well I do. Unconditional love is more needed in this world now than ever before. so I love you.

Joseph was the average kid with a giant secret. He had no idea how his family and everyone around him would react when they discovered the truth about Marvin, his new best friend from college.

Serendipity is something i have yet to experience, but its the only thing keeping me going.