Sensoryprocessingdisorder Stories

A series of Owl House one-shots cross-posted on AO3.

Inside, you will find a little information about what it's like to have something called "Sensory Processing Disorder"

"I have sensory processing disorder. I'm not an invalid." Struggling with a new marriage freshly out of high school Alexander Rossi is trying to find a balance with his new wife. He just wants to be a nurse and figure out a way to deal with his disorder.

This is a book of poems about sensory processing disorder. I hope someone can relate to this, after all, that's the reason I'm writing this! :)

Pairing: Morbius x Reader Plot: You have a sensory processing disorder and have difficulty in loud situations (everyone overtalking each other, too many sounds/noise, someone needing something from you every 5 seconds, etc). You usually do a pretty good job of keeping it under control and to yourself. However, today was a bad day. A/N: Just a quick idea I thought of tonight from my own experiences with it.

Aimee Grace is the youngest of the family. Unlike, her twin sister she's far from the average child. Aimee is like Mackenzie, her older sister who has ADHD and Dyslexia but instead of being Dyslexic Aimee has Sensory Processing Disorder a disorder where the senses don't work in the way they should. Raising one child with ADHD was difficult but will Demi and Alex be able to manage raising two children with special needs? Or will it be too difficult? (Linked into the 'My Little Girl series) •Book One: My Little Girl •Book Two: My Little Sister

Sometimes dark, always written out of anguish of heart, "The Monster in my Closet" is a collection of poems from my journey of depression and self-loathing. From the pit of despair to the acceptance that comes afterward to the struggle of recovery, each act of the play of our lives plays out here. TRIGGER WARNING: MENTIONS OF DEPRESSION, SEVERE BULLYING, AND SUICIDAL THOUGHTS Please read at your own discretion. I would hate to be the cause of someone else going deeper into their suffering.