Unwell Stories

Y/n Aisling (Pronounced Ash-ling) was a strange kid. His gaze always a bit distant, his actions a bit too light, and his thoughts always a away from reality. He lived in his imagination and his dreams more than he did reality. He dreamt of a fantasy world that, while rather dark and bleak in some ways, granted him his little comforts. His family? His Father was absent and his Mother far too overworked to give him attention. His school? They saw him as a slacker, troubled youth on his way to a waste of life. His friends? How could such a weird boy who'd rather sleep than play or hang out ever find friends? Aisling for all intensive purposes was alone with his thoughts, with his imagination, and with his dreams. He had been building up his dream, his beautiful little world that lived and grew without him. The world that whenever he closed his eyes he would open them to something magical and new. There was darkness, despair, horrors, and so much pain but equally there was so much beauty, hope, light, and so so much love that it all felt so real. Now imagine his shock when Aisling finds himself dreaming when he hasn't even closed his eyes yet...

just something idk

A girl found hanging from a psychiatric hospital staircase, was with child. She hung herself after drinking strong disinfectant, impossible. Mark Hart is solving her cold case 23 years after her suicide. Someone knows something he doesn't but will they own up.

Samuel Adams woke up in the hospital from being unconscious after a car incident. He is awoken to not remembering anything about who he is, or the ones around him. He's lost his memory and his brother, Connor Adams makes an attempt to help his brother regain his memories. Samuel starts school again. He feels uncomfortable and uneasy due to the attention he's getting. Not too sure who to trust.

For me, hope came in the form of two grown men named Rhett and Link.

Alpha Fodon Humans would call him the big bad wolf, But wolves would call him a walking slaughter machine. Rumor has it that if he finds his mate, he will kill whoever she is because of what happened with his parents and previous past, So what will Allison do when she finds out that he is her mate? How will he treat her? Will he change? Or will he become and even bigger, badder wolf in town and let Allison call for help one to many times?

You're either sad already or you will become sad from reading this. Trying to write hard and clear about what hurts, cause that is what art is all about.

A story of eating disorders and an unusual friendship

Quotes, or feelings that most of us has felt before.

A poem on schizophrenia.

Book 3 of the Unwell Series (How I Used to Be, Who I Am Now, and What He Has Become) After the death of schizophrenic patient Matthias Køhler, Dr. Lukas Bondevik is fairly successful at returning to a normal life. However, as the details surrounding Matthias' murder grow darker and more sinister, Lukas finds himself plagued by demons from the past, causing a rift between him and his new family. Will Lukas be able to find justice for Matthias? Or will he too fall to insanity?

[FINISHED] It's pretty clear from the title. Just a bunch of Stray Kids injuries and sickfics For some chapters, they might be kinda gruesome so I'll warn you before but i really hope you enjoy x

(This story might seem chaotic but it's supposed to represent my own Mental health. It goes through DeeDee's own perspective since I am her fictionkin. It'll continue other characters from other fandoms too. Has a reference to The Sun and Moon Show's Astrals but I added a lot more of my own plots to it. Since they aren't always mentioned.) Fnaf world is supposed to be fun! There's everything you could ever want! Friends! Family! and happiness! But who's that in the distance? and why do they lead to tragedy?

I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell. I know, right now you can't tell. But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see a different side of me...I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired. I know right now you don't care. But soon enough you're gonna think of me and how I used to be. Unwell - Matchbox Twenty I own none of the images or videos unless specified.

This poem reflects the pains of no longer being your best friend's best friend. It's a free-verse poem that expresses the pains of the aftermath of drifting from them.

For many reasons I am going to keep my identity anonymous. For now. This is a book that I'm going to write all my problems into, a stress relief book. Ive dealt with these issues for so long I'm unable to hold it in anymore and I just need to type it away. Some people might be struggling with similar issues so I just want you to know you're not alone. It's important to always keep positive and although that's easier said than done, it will do you good in the long run. This is my first book/stress relief and I'd definitely love some feedback on how to deal with these issues and for anyone out there who needs a helping hand/advice/feedback or some sort of support, please don't be afraid to share your story.

my thoughts are vile things, so they come here to die. [might be triggering, so read with caution]