Undiagnosed storie

ozzy, a little girl living in a group home for the last 5 years of her life, struggling to interact with the world around her. an agent and ex-assassin looking for a new daughter who fall in love with a tiny 10 year old redhead, try and show as much love and safety to a misunderstood Ozzy as she navigates a new home in a world she has always found tricky, hiding and struggling with the idea of love that these to women make their mission to show her. i only own Ozzy, the rest are Marvel's lets just pretend there was no civil war or end game sorry about any spelling :)

I. D. K. Im writing about ADHD tingz but like .. youll see

This is a book to share information about headmates in this system, you are free to save this and whatever else (This is NOT updated in most things, but we are actively working on updating this) -CC (clown's circus) System of 700+

a book by me, it's not fiction it's literally me exposing the way i think and do things

I don't cry. I don't yell. My face stays blank, empty. But I'm not empty. I feel. I feel everything. But I can't show it. It's not something that I've chose or want- I just... can't. Never have been able to. I was thrown into a summer camp. Mom said it would be good for me. But I knew the truth- she's too busy to deal with me, too tired to love me. When I got there, I was immediately labeled. Unusual. Cold. Intimidating. I expected it. That's always been my titles. And maybe... that's all I'll ever be. --------------- This is my first story so be patient please! 😁

what the fuck im feeling

bad feelings

a diary of a teen. poems. entries. explanations.

A girl tries to rekindle the spark she once had. As her undiagnosed depression worsens, she needs to realize that not all things can be overcome alone.

A woman understanding a neurotypical world.

An adolescent fell violently ill overnight in December of 2014. What was initially brushed off as common ailments turned into a referral from her primary physician to Boston Children's Hospital. From a stomach bug, to acid reflux, to Celiac Disease, to a gallbladder problem, the diagnoses piled up but the pain worsened and the fight dragged on, even more so to the point in which a doctor told her that the ailment "was in her head" and recommended a therapist. Not only did Kendra know that something was wrong, she knew that it could be something much worse than what was being described. What if the ailment were terminal or life-threatening? If doctors couldn't diagnose it, how could they cure it?

My body was screaming at me, for me To stop. And this evidence is telling me why I had to listen. It seems you can't beat your body, Ever, but especially not when it's fighting for you and against you. New poems about similar topics to usual with the addition of a possible dissociative disorder (Functional Movement/Neurological Disorder). Welcome to the ways in which I survive myself which vastly involves Maladaptive Daydreaming. Reading, voting and commenting is truly appreciated, as always! 💖

I've got an illness that I believe to be hypochlorhydria. I have had it for about a year now and have yet to be diagnosed. These are writings about it.

Der Titel mag vielleicht wie eine Horrorgeschichte klingen, beschreibt aber eher meinen aktuellen Geisteszustand. Erwartet also keine Meisterleistungen der Dichtkunst hier drin. Hier lagere ich einfach ein paar meiner dunkelsten Geheimnisse vor allen Augen. Das beste daran ist, dass jeder hinsehen könnte, aber niemand es tut. Wer interessiert sich auch schon für die Gedanken eines kleinen Mädchens, das alles hatte und doch eine hohle Nuss ist. Ich hoffe ihr habt einen tollen Tag!

Basically a poem on autism

"Focus" "1..." *You stupid girl!!* "2..." *You aren't anything!* "3..." *I'm so glad I'm not as ugly as you.* "I can't anymore..." ---- Presley Watkins, a 16 year old high school girl struggles with a variety of un-diagnosed mental health issues. They loom over her never letting go of her hand, and when she pulls away, she gets pulled in closer. ---- Self harm, suicidal thoughts, depression and eating disorders will be discussed heavily in this book, if you are easily triggered by those things, please do not read this book.

Found the first chapter in my drafts and decided to post it.

Before the full chapter drops, here's the breakdown of the real memory that changed everything. This is how the moment unfolded-the day I first heard the word "ADHD" and realized my brain wasn't broken. Just wired... like lightning. > "Full chapter dropping soon. Stay close."

Ponyboys been struggling Ever since Johnny, His boyfriend, died. He seeks comfort in a childhood friend, What will this lead too?

This is my kinda diary of me being inpatient. Disclaimer inside my book, there's a possible trigger warning. 'Enjoy' reading! X Evita