The Neurotic's Guide To Living
  • Reads 653
  • Votes 7
  • Parts 1
  • Time 55m
  • Reads 653
  • Votes 7
  • Parts 1
  • Time 55m
Ongoing, First published Jan 07, 2015
Mature
I am a neurotic and it has been a huge problem in my life, causing both me, and others who have dealt with me a fair amount of pain and suffering.  What is a neurotic? I constantly and unconsciously do things and invent scenarios, both in my head and in real life, that creates conflict in my life with other people where the result is that either them, or I, (or both), experience suffering from these chain of events. Part of the illness is to actually believe it’s the other person causing the problem when in fact it’s me creating the drama to begin with.   Most neurotic’s will reject that this applies to them and actually believe that they don’t do stuff like that. They do, know lots of people who do.  I think I’m getting better, because after years of therapy, I’m beginning to see that it’s me: I’ve created my own suffering. I have actual masochistic tendencies to create suffering in my own life. Yes, I create problems first in my mind and then in real life and the pay off is that I can suffer. I created things in order to suffer. It’s called psychic masochism.  “I create suffering in my life.”I know, sounds weird. Sounds like I am cray cray. Who would knowingly want to create suffering in their life? No one. That’s because I don’t do it consciously. I have no idea it’s happening at the time. Even when I am doing it, I’m not even or only half aware that I am doing it. In time, or with the proper therapy, I figure it out and am able to manage it but there was a time in the not so distant past that I was controlled by this illness and once the damage was already created I was too far in to find a way to stop it or admit that I was wrong. Admitting fault is the hardest thing for a neurotic – it shatters our whole understanding of the reality we think we created and that so-called reality is tough enough as it is. If you think that this is my problem alone, it is actually extremely common and most of us (unknowingly) do it.
All Rights Reserved
Sign up to add The Neurotic's Guide To Living to your library and receive updates
or
Content Guidelines
You may also like
Everyones Obsessed* by Cie1_5
7 parts Ongoing Mature
The past carries an unjust history. Immoral actions mark the present. The future holds untold consequences. Bad things happen to good people, and good people do bad things. | | || ||| ||||| |||||||| ||||||||||||| You, of all people, should understand the obsession. Whether it's the endless hours lost to a screen, the compulsion to scroll through forums, the need for that next high, the haunting grip of past trauma, the fixation on someone unattainable, the pursuit of a fleeting feeling, or even the inexplicable attachment to something as simple as frogs-obsession has woven itself into every corner of your life. •__ •_ •• •_• •_• • •••• / ••_ • •_• I have done terrible things because I let obsession take over me. It wasn't always that way. It started as a lie; it became true one day. I told myself I was in control and could stop anytime, but I only lied to myself. I was powerless. I never wanted to hurt anyone; I hurt him and myself. Now, I'm left with the wreckage of my choices. I wonder if there's any way to get things back to how they were before. Xgbs bqf zpv patfttfc xisg? To us, they are just another random person: the letters carved on the table, the artist of old graffiti, the person who also walked into the restroom, the reason the trash is full, or the garbage thrower on the side of the streets. But to them, they're the main fucking character in their own story, and each mark, item, digital trace, and photo they have makes a fragment of their existence. We may never know their face or name, but the traces they left remind us that everyone's lives intersect, creating a vast web of connections; unnoticed or not, they are never truly invisible. Dy32Al43Dy44|Dy11Al99Dy33|Dy44Dy87Dy22|Dy01Dy87|Dy87Al11Dy01Dy33Dy01Dy01Dy33Al21|Dy32Dy55Al01Al43|Dy21Al99Dy11Dy21Dy65Dy55Al77Dy43|Dy21Dy87Al21Dy33Dy01/
The Wish of a Broken Heart by LovelyLotus84
78 parts Ongoing
They say, "Be careful what you wish for." They say, "There's truth to every story." They say, "Karma's a B***h." A heart's wish is a powerful thing. But magic doesn't exist. Or so I thought. Now, a troll has found me. ************* Cara I can't... It hurts... Why? Am I not good enough? Not pretty enough? What did I do to be betrayed like this? I feel numb except for the gaping hole in my chest. The darkness starts creeping in. I wish... Heavens how I wish... Friday June 13th I don't know when, how, or why I ended up where I am, but here I am. As insane as it sounds, I am no longer on earth. I think. Maybe I'm dead. Or maybe I'm in a coma! One where I can feel a hell of a lot of pain and new scents are being created? Maybe, just maybe, I should have listened to Grandmother's crazy stories of magic in our blood and being careful what we wish for. They don't sound so crazy anymore. All I know is I'm on the ground, can't move, staring up at an impossibly blue sky through broken branches of trees I've never seen before. That's saying a lot. Botany is my favorite hobby. I think I have internal bleeding from falling through the three-story tall trees like a pinball. My only regrets are knowing my Mum will be in a panic, won't quit searching, and my sweet American Pit Bull Terrier, Nimuë, fell through with me. ************* Tavirian Our laws are clear. If we find any creature wounded past the point of healing, we kill them. It's a mercy. We've gotten a reputation for being ruthless and cannibalistic because of it. Hundreds of years ago, perhaps, but not anymore. I'm still a monster. I'm on my ancestral pilgrimage to present the spirits with my potential brides. I'm not thrilled with my options. My mate is out there, but the elders are pushing me to take one of our Tribe. When we come across a nearly dead, tiny human and her creature, I can't kill them. Especially now. I can use the pilgrimage to save them for now, but I'll need help.
Abused by One Alpha Mate, Lied to by Another Alpha Mate by HoplessRomantic14
19 parts Complete
"You are mine and belong to no one else" he sneered in my face "You're wrong" I mumbled turning my head away "You are my toy and I use you when I want" he smirked "But you-I-I'm your mate! You're supposed to love me and care for me not fuck around with other girls and have me whenever you want!" I screamed. His smirk fell and was replaced by a scowl. He lifted his hand and I flinched back awaiting the slap. But all I heard was a growl and a grunt of pain. I opened my eyes and there he was. The man I felt an indescribable connection to. It wasn't until he turned to me, his golden eyes meeting my teal ones that I realised what connection I held with him. Mate! My wolf howled Another one!? I thought to myself, gasping Serenity Harper is a werewolf, but she's not just any werewolf. She's the mate to the alpha of the second strongest pack in the world. She's an extremely rare silver wolf and she's super kind. But her life isn't perfect. It's far from it actually. Her pack hates her and has ever since the death of her whole family believing she is the cause towards it. Her own mate refuses to announce that she is his mate and even went through the trouble of ordering her to keep her mouth shut about it! But that's not even the worst of it. Her mate abuses and rapes her repeatedly. You would think after all her suffering she would crack and kill herself... and she was going to... until she meets the mysterious Xander. He's alpha to the strongest pack in the world and a good natured leader. What is the connection Serenity feels between the two. Its that of a mate bond only slightly stronger. So what happens when everything she ever knew was a lie and she finds love elsewhere. But not far after love do you find betrayals... {SEQUEL: The Beautiful Killer}
The Devils in My Life by srizafiction
17 parts Complete Mature
Ever thought how we just meet strangers and they become more than even our blood relatives? That happened to me like everyone else. I met them on a strange note. So strange that I would not even have conversed with them more than necessary but when they became my saviours... I couldn't help it. I fell for them (not my fault they all have been rizzing me up from the beginning. And yes it is a harem. I am confused myself.) But did I do the right thing? I have been questioning myself ever since my parents got kidnapped in front of my eyes. I would've been too if not for them and my best friends. But now... I don't know what is what anymore. They are not what they seem, not even my best friends. And me? It all happened because of me. Those goons want something from me and I didn't even know I had it. I am still not sure if I have it. Some stone or something. But now I have got a news that I have been betrayed by the very people I had fallen in love with. What am I supposed to do? Them: We saved her. But we are the very reason she should be afraid. She should be hating us but she doesn't. Why? Because she doesn't know the truth. We lied, decieved, and what not. But never in our life felt an ounce of guilt but now that we have done the same to her... our inner self is screaming at us to go die in a fire. Why is that? What has she done to us? And moreover Why do we feel guilty? Why do we want to keep her by our side even if she hates us? Shall we find out?
Dreamoria - Echoes from the Beyond by MaSmiVerse
15 parts Ongoing Mature
Imagine this: drifting off to sleep, only to awaken in a world beyond your wildest dreams. You find yourself in a different civilization, at different point in time, where magic is a part of daily life with extraordinary laws of physics. There, free energy powers everything, immortality is a given, telepathy, telekinesis, elemental mastery and manipulation of matter are facts of reality. A realm where the science of interstellar and interdimensional space travel is taught in schools and vacations are spent on other planets of different galaxies in multiple universes. Pain and sickness are non existent and light energy (intelligent and infinitely abundant in the multiverse) creates all you'll ever need. You regularly reunite with loved ones from the past and future, living in harmony, never aging and angels are amongst the general population. That, is part of the reality I call my life - more specifically, since my 13th birthday. Before understanding what it all meant, I had to go through some experiences - a subtle and gradual initiation, which shifted my beliefs and ways of how I approached/ viewed the world. My conclusion: Now, currently 33 years old (in 2024), I feel comfortable with the research I've done, reaching a point where reality to me - is the dream and the dreams, are the real reality! And, it all started with that one vision I got, as I had just turned 13. It made life look like a big simulation, partly fabricated... like in a game. Thus, I am writing this book as a kind of journal/ a collection of the key dreams, visions and astral travels I have had - all filled with adventure, magic, romance and experiences from parallel lives that helped me explore the true nature of humanity within all of creation. I could as well be super-crazy but... I will leave that to you, to decide. Just take it all in with a hint of skepticism, self-discernment and an open mind. May this help you discover your magic within. Aaannnnd, have fun reading ;)
Talk To Me by LAJoyner
8 parts Complete Mature
From the first day you saw him sitting on top of the old railcar through the chain-link fence, you felt a connection, but little did you know how it would end for you both. What he sees in your eyes the day you meet is the same look he sees reflected in his mirror- pain, isolation, depression, and something darker. Years later, your life's path brought you two together again, and fate started to turn. There was no way out, no way but one. ~~~~~~~~~~~ You try to hide your scars with the kitchen towel. He pulls the towel away and caresses your wrists while looking into your eyes with heartache. "Talk to me." You reply, "There's nothing to talk about." Both of you knew it was a lie. Can you trust the boy you met behind the chain-link fence with your dark secret? In the end, will love be reason enough to live? Is Faith and Hope enough to bring these two together? Will the joining of their hearts and bodies be what they need to survive? Trigger warning: Depression. Mental health issues. Discussion of self-harm and childhood s/a. (Not romanticized or glorified or explicitly written.) BTS and OCs. Cover by: LAJoyner (Disclaimer) I use Grammarly ONLY as an aid in proofreading. The most it does is show me where commas should be and where 'you' should be 'your' (I have a bad habit of dropping the r, lol). It also points out where there is an extra space to remove and where I forgot to add an 'and'. It tells me Tae should be The and I say NO, It does not help me write the story or write my story for me.
Sweet, sweet nightmare (Enmu Angst) by 0nly1J3r3my
34 parts Complete Mature
If youre have trouble, to distinguish between dream and reality and fight against creatures, who have abilitys, that aren't even possibel, then it gets more twisted than bevor and harder to tell, what dreams and whats reality. Therefor comes that youre brain is always in a stage of protection and fighting and it could not tell anymore, whats there and whats just halluzinated. It imagine, that there is something or youre just dreaming amd this is all a nightmare. If you fight Demons, with such a twisted view, it is just logical, that the symptoms gets even worse and it comes pretty close to think, if it is schizophrenia, since the brain sees things and hear voices, that aren't there and in the same time, it thinks it's trapped in a nightmare. It definitely was a mistake to train Enmu and let him fight against creatures such as Demons, but who could have know it, that is situation can get any worse? He was just a little bit of a dreamer, they thought but oh boy, were there wrong. It's hard to accept the reality, if you don't know, what real is and what not. It's hard to fit in, if youre way of thinking is twisted, to the point youre crave for suffering, just to enjoy it or feel youre own body, cause the view of the world is so twisted, that youre cannot tell, if it is you or even youre body. It's hard to take propper care of themself if nothing make sense and it's hard to live a lufe like everyone if youre brain imagine things or hear the Demons, when they aren't there. So everbody agrees, that they all make a mistake with Enmu by letting him fight but he has no were to go and is desperate and stubborn. But as they realized it, it was already to late to stop it, so they painfully watch, how he try's to manage everthink and collapse under the pain and pressure over and over. Pardon me, if my english is not the best^^" It is not my first language and i also have trouble with Gramar in generell^^" Hope you still can enjoy it If youre did not notice, it is a Swap Au
You may also like
Slide 1 of 10
Everyones Obsessed* cover
The Wish of a Broken Heart cover
Abused by One Alpha Mate, Lied to by Another Alpha Mate cover
Depression, anxiety, EDs, and other mental health issues.  cover
The Mystery Guy Next Door cover
The Devils in My Life cover
Noah (Obsessions in Overdrive #1) cover
Dreamoria - Echoes from the Beyond cover
Talk To Me cover
Sweet, sweet nightmare (Enmu Angst) cover

Everyones Obsessed*

7 parts Ongoing Mature

The past carries an unjust history. Immoral actions mark the present. The future holds untold consequences. Bad things happen to good people, and good people do bad things. | | || ||| ||||| |||||||| ||||||||||||| You, of all people, should understand the obsession. Whether it's the endless hours lost to a screen, the compulsion to scroll through forums, the need for that next high, the haunting grip of past trauma, the fixation on someone unattainable, the pursuit of a fleeting feeling, or even the inexplicable attachment to something as simple as frogs-obsession has woven itself into every corner of your life. •__ •_ •• •_• •_• • •••• / ••_ • •_• I have done terrible things because I let obsession take over me. It wasn't always that way. It started as a lie; it became true one day. I told myself I was in control and could stop anytime, but I only lied to myself. I was powerless. I never wanted to hurt anyone; I hurt him and myself. Now, I'm left with the wreckage of my choices. I wonder if there's any way to get things back to how they were before. Xgbs bqf zpv patfttfc xisg? To us, they are just another random person: the letters carved on the table, the artist of old graffiti, the person who also walked into the restroom, the reason the trash is full, or the garbage thrower on the side of the streets. But to them, they're the main fucking character in their own story, and each mark, item, digital trace, and photo they have makes a fragment of their existence. We may never know their face or name, but the traces they left remind us that everyone's lives intersect, creating a vast web of connections; unnoticed or not, they are never truly invisible. Dy32Al43Dy44|Dy11Al99Dy33|Dy44Dy87Dy22|Dy01Dy87|Dy87Al11Dy01Dy33Dy01Dy01Dy33Al21|Dy32Dy55Al01Al43|Dy21Al99Dy11Dy21Dy65Dy55Al77Dy43|Dy21Dy87Al21Dy33Dy01/