Traumadump Stories

A book where I vent my troubles, please do not say anything potentially hurtful. This is book is coming from a place of high sensitivity

The beginning of my hopefully 🤞 loved series. Just get ready for the trauma dump everyone.. ehehe

'ghezro' is a stall where feelings aren't hidden but turn it in beauty. 19-04-2026 20-04-2026 21-04-2026

This is just how I am processing my breakup, how I am feeling about it and all the random thoughts,

This book is going to be filled with updates about my fics and books! Also requests are allowed here :)

TRIGGER WARNING: This story is 100% real, and will involve explicit sexual abuse, emotional abuse, physical abuse, drugs and alcohol, death, and me questioning religion as a whole. ****** My brother towered over me, a knife in one hand and a cooler in the other. A sinister smile was spread across his face, his eyes darker than I had ever seen them before. "Please don't," my small voice cracked. He laughed in response, a real Joker kind of laugh. I squeezed my eyes tight, bracing myself for what would come. For a moment, I wondered if I was in a simulation because this didn't seem real. I felt the weight of the cooler collide with my body and I let out a pained groan. I looked up at him, the knife still in his tight grasp. I held my arms in a cross, trying to protect my face. He scoffed, "I am your worst nightmare, and there's nothing that can save you." Through the tears in my eyes I could see the golden cross that hung on the wall behind him. In that moment, my ten year old self finally started to wrap my head around religion. It had nothing to do with Hell, Heaven, or even being saved. It had everything to do with believing in whatever made you feel like you had the most power over everyone else. I close my eyes once more, preparing to be the Martyr tonight. When I open them, my brother is gone. ********** "Dancing on my Brother's Grave" is the chilling and very real story of how I grew up with a brother who was determined to kill me, and alcoholic parents who weren't equipped enough to save me from the emotional torment and physical abuse I would go through even into my adult years. From drawing in the church pews, running to save my own life, to daydreaming about the day I will finally dance on my brother's grave.

in this book you will take a walk through memories of my life I will change names for safety reasons but otherwise enjoy

Some poetry that I wrote

this book is about my trauma and abunch of horrible things I went through but please feel free to vent in the comments or DM me :)

Ignore this I'm just venting to myself because I need to say it without saying it yk

i've been threw it all, and i've been told i give good advice- so this book is basically advice and stories from life.

got inspired by my friend, so I'm writing Abt my life:3

venting with this book. you can read do not worry. i want to share my life as a 14 year old with everyone. life is tough but living is tougher.

Less of a story, more of a small poem. For all those girls who stay up at night dreaming of a love they think they'll never have. Because we feel unloveable. Let me know what you think i'd love some feedback!

Basically rants on bad and defiantly concerning experiences through out my life, basically spilling all my "trauma" to strqnger on the internet. Kinda treating this as a diary/"trauma"/problems dump

A young boy from delhi thinks he has life all figured out and is fine with how it works until he lays eyes on the new student in class . What happens next ? Is it a rom com story or a tale of tragedy ?

trauma with a poetic twist

Yeah! This is the story of my traumatized self insert Theodora Elroy and the years of development I've put her through as means of filling my time! Because Harry Potter takes up around only 7 years and I have had, I am not joking, around a decade to adapt whatever media I've been consuming into the narrative, this thing is a mess! Watch as the timeline splits off towards whatever plot ruining disaster my heart desires. What started out as a Mary Sue is now a trauma dump former gifted kid and I just need to get it out into the world. Oh god, have pity on my li'l ol' soul. Follow Theo's adventures as she becomes the dark anti-hero of the wizarding world that you never knew you needed. This serves no one but myself.

Inspired by personal diaries.