The Way I Act
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  • Reads 158
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  • Parts 3
  • Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published Sep 09, 2014
This is a short story based on who I really am and how I'm different than many people in the world. How it sets me apart from the rest.
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I grew up in a broken home, where words were weapons-sharper than any blade, leaving invisible scars that cut deeper than any physical wound. Actions followed suit, leaving me battered, bruised, and broken. Pain wasn't a fleeting visitor-it was my constant companion. The blood that stained my skin became a cruel reminder of the endless struggles I was forced to endure. Rejection wasn't just something I felt-it was an unrelenting force that stalked me, whether at home, in the cold halls of school, or in the deafening silence of my own mind. I was convinced that I was worthless, unlovable, and destined to a life of torment. Then, something changed-or so I thought. I met people who seemed different. For the first time, I wasn't just seen as the shattered girl I had become. They looked past the surface scars, both the ones I wore openly and the ones buried deep within me, offering kindness in a world that had forgotten it existed. I let myself believe in their words and actions, allowing a small flame of hope to flicker inside me. Slowly, piece by piece, I began to rebuild myself, grasping at any sense of normalcy I could find. I convinced myself that maybe, just maybe, my pain didn't define me. But in the end, I was wrong about them. They, too, left me broken. This is my journey-surviving the violence of words and actions, fighting through abuse and rejection, and still finding the strength to rise. Even in the darkest moments, when it feels like there's nothing left, I fought through the pain, piece by piece, until I finally found my worth.
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Journey Of Self Love

1 part Ongoing

I used to think love was all about finding someone to make you feel whole. But as the days passed, watching him laugh with his friends, I started to realize something. I was waiting for someone else to validate me, to give me the affection I craved. But the truth hit me hard-I needed to start with myself. I stopped measuring my worth by his attention, or anyone else's. I stopped seeking approval in the way I looked, the things I said, or the way I walked into a room. Slowly, I learned that the most important love was the one I could give myself. I didn't need his smile or his words to feel seen. It wasn't easy, but I started finding peace in my own reflection. I became more comfortable with who I was-flaws, mistakes, and all. I realized that I didn't need anyone to complete me. I was whole, just as I was. That why I wrote a story about my personal experience with love .