Therapeutic Stories

𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝙳𝙰𝚄𝙶𝙷𝚃𝙴𝚁'𝚂 𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓸𝓷𝓮'𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾

She came to the village searching for peace. He had never stepped beyond the river he rowed every day. In a quiet Indian village where rivers flow gently and sunsets paint the sky, two completely different worlds unexpectedly collide. Meera is tired of the noise of city life, while Madhav has always found happiness in the simple life he has known. What begins as a few boat rides soon turns into stolen conversations, shared silences, old songs, unfinished sketches, and moments that slowly bring two hearts closer. As the days pass, Meera discovers that home isn't always a place. Sometimes, it's a person. O Majhi Re is a heartfelt slow-burn romance about healing, belonging, and a love that never demanded forever-only a little more time. #1 river-1/9/2026 #1 therapeutic-3/9/2026

To anyone who stumbles upon this, I hope my words bring you solace. You are not alone. As cliche as it is to say this, we are all in this together. That being said, if my writing is incoherant, this "story" is a work of self-expression. I will not strive for perfection, nor clarity--and honestly--neither should you. Let your art be messy; let your art be authentic. As long as it comes from the soul, I do not see a problem. Feel free to share your thoughts in the comments section. Let us be there for one another. Thank you for taking precious time out of your busy life to hear my voice.

Hi loves! This book will be a collection of my thoughts and poems. When I'm having the worst times, I find that sometimes it makes things a bit easier to realize I'm not going through certain circumstances alone. I hope that through my raw emotions you will be able to find solace and understanding. If any of you needs an ear to listen feel free to message me, you've got this! You're never alone.

A story of a girl who grew up feeling like the redheaded stepchild in her own fairy tale, half-princess, half-survivor,learning to find her voice in a world that kept tugging it from her throat. A childhood of evil stepmothers, enchanted summers, and dreams that felt too big for the rooms she lived in.A woman who walked through chaos with courage, collecting moons, stars, and magic along the way. This memoir is the journey of becoming-of discovering that even without a kingdom, a crown, or a perfect story,the girl with the loud heart becomes her own heroine in the end.

This is my therapeutic method. Please feel free to give me your opinion this is my first time trying to write anything! Much love 💛

Story 6 in a series of 6. Follows: Let Them Eat Cake A Love Like That Runaway DoubleFace Food Of Love Michael Giles, average looking, 43, bisexual, alone, sad and craving company he confides in his company president and friend, Henry Westlake. Invited to family night with Henry and his husband, Henrys friend George and husband Aiden, Connor and Blake and Steve and Nick, Michael definitely feels the odd one out, but they're a friendly group and he soon realises that it's okay being the only single one, the group never makes him feel left out. Michael quickly relaxes and begins to enjoy the evening, that is until someone walks into the pub, a friend of Steve and Nicks, the therapist that helped Blake and George over their awful pasts. That therapist is a blast from Michaels own past, a lost love that he never really recovered from, the one he thought was forever, but lost over a silly disagreement.. Grant Robinson is anything but average looking, hair whiter than snow and heterochromic eyes make him stand out in any crowd making him a target for bullying in uni, fuelling his desire to help others. Grant is back in town after a few years working away in the city, returning to his safe place after struggling with his own issues and unable to settle in London. Michael remembers what they meant to each other, but will Grant remember him the same way?. Michael isn't even sure he can cope with being near Grant again, Grant rejected him 20 years ago and he hasn't heard from him since. Neither knows each others past. What if he catches feelings again?. It could never work, right?. The premature death of his mother when he was just a child, the murder of his father, several failed relationships, broken trust and a deep seated fear of rejection have held him back for years. Will the return of Grant Robinson be the kind of therapy Michael needs? ******* Cover art is not mine, credit to the artist Do not plagerise my work, I wouldn't do it to you.

he hated the world. he hated himself. he hated the lie he had created so he could pretend he didn't hate any of this. but one lie leads to another and he is slowly fooling himself. someday he would face the truth and the truth can be harsh sometimes.

(In office 13/08/21, 7:00 pm) (Azealia's first therapy session with Mrs. Smith) "I never recollected what happened between that time frame so I let myself believe she had drugged me since I've gotten drunk before and always remembered. Anyways, when I finally regained consciousness, I was chained to a bed, naked and exposed, being devoured, groped and taken advantage of. I kept begging for her to stop but I was ignored, like I wasn't there. Her fingers invaded every nook and cranny of my body while she forced something big and painful into me, causing the tears to continously fall. There was no love, no warmth after, just the cold, as she cleaned herself up and left me there in a ball crying." •TRIGGER WARNINGS• ♡Traumatic events based on sexual assault. ♡This is not based on true events. ♡Mature situations, may make you uncomuncomfy f ♡LGBTQ+, BDSM, MDLG situations. (If you are homophobic or not open minded keep your comments to yourself :) ♡Really stupid life choices. ♡Direct conversation without 'I said, she said, he said ect.'

A collection of my deepest, darkest thoughts. Maybe even a few sob stories, but maybe someone will relate.

Just read

I'm sorry I didn't make you happy like you wanted to be even though I gave you my all i could've gave more. But now I have no more feelings to share... a cuts so deep the pain just fades away... I'm dead to me

****Some poems may be triggering and/or inappropriate for younger audiences**** All of these poems are written by me Most come from my tumblr ( @smolspacekiddo) **Submissions are welcome**

A poem about staying present and trusting the timing of your own life

This was a book with writing prompts, but now it's sort of become a diary of mine where I share my thoughts in an almost poetic way.

I need therapy

This story is about Jenna Ortiz as she works through her past trauma and tries to find her place in the world. Little did she know that, this journey would lead her to her soulmate Hannibal Lecter. Who just so happened to be her psychiatrist as well.

This is a story of grief and regret. The main character spends most they're free time writing to a person, (Lilo), who will never be able to read the words of abandoned love as they are forever separated in life.

toxic parents can be hard to deal and heal from , being a victim of toxic mom and a girl who seeked help from therapy this book is an heartfelt advice to people facing the similar problems.This book includes little Stories from my life , poems and am going to reveal little secrets that were told by my ex therapist