My Truth - KyimBlack - Wattpad

Story cover for My Truth by KyimBlack

My Truth

Reads 385
Votes 13
Parts 28
Time 4h 33m

Reads 385
Votes 13
Parts 28
Time 4h 33m

Mature

abuse alcoholism childabuse childhoodsexualabuse dissoication gaslighting manipulation mentalhealth mystory neardeathexperiences neglect nonfiction sexualabuse truestory

This about my life. No lies, no storytelling. The truth. If it's not something you're interested in or have the stomach to read, please don't.

I haven't changed names or places. The people I write in here, myself included, will be held accountable. I'm tired of being told to sit down and shut up. Tired of people not caring or willing to help.All Rights Reserved

abuse alcoholism childabuse childhoodsexualabuse dissoication gaslighting manipulation mentalhealth mystory neardeathexperiences neglect nonfiction sexualabuse truestory

28 parts

Sign up to add My Truth to your library and receive updates

or

Content Guidelines

You may also like

The Maddie Show by rkivists

These are the thoughts that replayed in my mind day and night, conversations with myself that kept me awake long into the dark hours, memories that clung to me like shadows, and moments from my twenties that have haunted me. This is my diary, a glimpse into the most vulnerable parts of life on full display. No longer hidden in the quiet corners of my mind and heart. Every feeling, every heartbreak, every truth - finally brought to light. Revealed in its purest form. It's oddly therapeutic - reopening old wounds, letting them breathe. Painful, but necessary. I wrote this to be free. To let go a part of my life that has consumed me emotionally and mentally for far too long. Maybe this is the closure I'll never get from Maddie but the one I can finally give myself. *No real names are used*

At just 13 by CandaceHodge2022

To the countless women who have survived the invisible cages of domestic abuse, the silent screams echoing in empty rooms, the suffocating sweetness of manipulative love turning to bitter ash. This is for those who have found the strength to break free, to rebuild their lives from the shattered fragments of their past. This is for the daughters and sons who witnessed the darkness, yet found the courage to nurture the seeds of hope in their mothers' hearts. This is for the ones who, felt the insidious creep of control, the slow erosion of self, the chilling isolation that whispers of despair. This is for the women who, against all odds, found the unwavering strength to pick up the pieces, to reclaim their voices, their identities, their futures. This is for the women who dared to escape, to heal, to thrive. To the anchors of my resilience, the embodiment of my enduring hope, and to every woman who has fought for her own freedom, this book is a testament to your immeasurable courage, your unwavering spirit, and your unyielding strength. May it serve as a beacon of light in the darkest of nights, a reminder that even in the deepest shadows, the flame of hope continues to burn. May it inspire you to keep fighting, keep believing, keep rising. Because you are stronger than you know, braver than you imagine, and infinitely more resilient than you ever believed possible. This is for you, for your unyielding spirit and for the future you are forging. May this story be a small contribution to a much-needed conversation, a whisper of solidarity in the face of overwhelming silence, a reminder that you are not alone and that healing is possible. Your fight, your survival, your triumph, inspires me every single day. This book is my tribute to your unwavering strength. This is for you.

Autism Awareness: How I Overcame Domestic Abuse, Sexual Assault & Drug Addiction by JMFW01

A true story about how I overcome sexual assault, domestic violence, drug addiction and more. This story shows the harsh reality of getting into horrific situations as an adult with a hidden disability. The world is a cruel place and when someone speaks out nobody usually listens, so I wrote my experiences down in hopes that I can help anybody avoid the situations I have been involved in. Every life is precious and nobody deserves to have experienced the things I've been through so please read this short story, please think your decisions through and look out for others. I hope this book is useful. Thanks for reading.

A Garden of Dead Things by authorravenk

This book is my life laid bare - a story of pain, loneliness, and mental chaos that most people don't see. It's about the slow, unbearable unravelling of a mind caught in the grips of depression, anxiety, trauma, and heartbreak. There's no sugarcoating here. No fairy tales or hopeful endings. This is a glimpse into what it feels like to be completely lost inside yourself, where every day is a battle to hold on, even when you don't know what you're holding onto anymore. I write about the nights filled with overwhelming silence that screams louder than any words. About the weight of memories and pain so heavy it crushes the light out of your life. This story doesn't shy away from the darkest parts: the thoughts that haunt you, the self-hate that grows quietly, the invisible scars left by emotional abuse and trauma. It's about fighting to survive when it feels like there's nothing left inside you but broken pieces. But more than that, it's about the truth of living with a mind that doesn't always want to be healed, a heart that keeps breaking even when you try to protect it, and a soul that longs for peace but only finds pain. I'm not telling this story for sympathy or comfort. I'm telling it because this is real. Because sometimes, the only way to breathe is to say out loud what hurts the most. If you're tired of pretending everything's okay, if you've ever felt like no one truly understands the storm inside your head, then this book is for you. It's not easy to read - but it's real, and it's mine. Welcome to my garden of dead things.

The Neglected by DanielleJacques1

This is based on true events. It is my own autobiography. Mature content due to nature of the story. Includes childhood trauma, abuse, neglect, death, domestic violence and miscarriage.

Learning to live beyond survival by cheyannewindle

Harper grew up in the foster care system, learning early that love could be temporary and anger could feel safer than sadness. By seventeen she was working full-time, surviving on five dollars and self-reliance, while everyone else her age was out living freely. Unlearning Survival is the story of what happens after survival mode stops working. It's about confronting anger, setting boundaries, and learning how to give yourself the care no one else taught you. This story is based on my own lived experiences. Some names, locations, and identifying details have been changed to protect the privacy of those involved. Certain events are written from memory, which may differ from how others remember them. Every emotion, experience, and truth shared here comes from my perspective from what I lived, felt, and saw. My intention is not to harm or blame anyone, but to give voice to the child I once was and to others who have lived through similar experiences. Thank you for reading my story with kindness and respect. Through honesty and reflection, Harper shares how childhood pain shaped her reactions, her relationships, and her view of love and how she's learning to turn that fire into calm. Her voice is raw but hopeful, revealing that growth isn't about perfection. It's about choosing peace, even when chaos feels familiar. This is a story for anyone who's ever been called "too much," anyone who's had to grow up too soon, and anyone learning that healing isn't pretty but it's possible.

Just My Luck by inure0tea

Many people sit down to talk about their hobbies or interests. The only things occupying my mind are memories. Most of them aren't even pleasant. Here are the ones that haven't been entirely forgotten. Some are more vivid than others. ... I will be changing the names of people who might decide they're offended seeing their wrongdoings written on display for the world to see, no matter how badly I want to see them reprimanded.

Release by FeelMyBreath

This is a collection of my writing from the past 7 years. Before I started to write, I was a very lost individual, as are most teens, but I was lost in darkness. I was too afraid to move anywhere at all. I hid in the dark, debilitated by my own anxiety, sadnesses, anger, and hopelessness. I was desperate to be loved and feared it the most, I was a coward, I was self-destructive, I would mentally bend my thoughts to the point of bordering insanity. I was born into this world alone, and got too comfortable with it. Maybe I still am, but a fraction of what I used to be. This writing is extremely vulnerable, and potentially disturbing to others, as all my weaknesses, strengths, obsessions with making every moment sentimental, the sickening desperation I've had, the destructiveness, and the constant brutal reconstruction of my mind. Without guidance, it's been absolute intense chaos. Though, there is beauty in the darkness. Everything can be found in the darkness. You'll find that through my writing, I've somehow slowly become exactly what I've written. A living representation of my writing and what I wanted to be. Without myself even knowing it. A lot of my writing themes are based around nature, or some kind of natural aspect. The imagery I paint with natural metaphors is constant, the animals, just like you and I, the plants, and all other living things. I planted these seeds in my mind, unknowingly at the time, where I now feel the deep dark green jungle pressing at the inner walls of my skull. It's all that I want to consume my mind. There's so much to learn. The magic of nature, and it's infinite wisdom. It's as if I have been on this path all along, and I didn't even know what I was doing, yet my body and mind were passively taking care of me. Giving me and eventually showing exactly what I want, and wanted to become. I have every moment, every instance of suffering, and every epiphany to be thankful for. Soon, I'll be at peace from the raging storm.

Eternal Echoes by JoanneLo22

⚠️ Warning Below This is the story of a little girl who learned to grow in the silence-like a wildflower blooming through cracks in concrete. She lived in a house of shadows, where the walls whispered violence, and silence became her shield. Her days were shaped by what was unspoken-by hands that harmed, by trust that fractured, by love that came laced with pain. But even in that stillness, something stirred. Instead of drowning in the quiet, she began to listen-to the words of others who had walked through similar storms. Their stories were not just stories. They were maps, mirrors, and lifelines. Through their truths, she began to uncover her own. Now, she turns inward and outward, breaking her own silence-not with a scream, but with a steady voice that has waited a lifetime to be heard. This book is not just about trauma. It is about the bones of a broken girl who built a life from what was left behind. It's about grief, and the ghosts of family. About the way innocence can be stolen, yet spirit still survives. It's about the quiet power of letting go. But above all-it's about freedom. The kind you find not by fighting, but by finally releasing what was never yours to carry. And if even one soul finds a piece of themselves in these pages, then her voice, at last, has done what silence could not. ⚠️WARNING Author's Note & Content Warning: This is a deeply personal and emotional story that touches on domestic violence and childhood sexual abuse. While written to bring awareness, healing, and understanding, I recognise these topics may be distressing for some readers.

You may also like

Slide 1 of 9

The Maddie Show cover

At just 13 cover

Autism Awareness: How I Overcame Domestic Abuse, Sexual Assault & Drug Addiction cover

A Garden of Dead Things cover

The Neglected cover

Learning to live beyond survival cover

Just My Luck cover

Eternal Echoes cover

The Maddie Show

These are the thoughts that replayed in my mind day and night, conversations with myself that kept me awake long into the dark hours, memories that clung to me like shadows, and moments from my twenties that have haunted me. This is my diary, a glimpse into the most vulnerable parts of life on full display. No longer hidden in the quiet corners of my mind and heart. Every feeling, every heartbreak, every truth - finally brought to light. Revealed in its purest form. It's oddly therapeutic - reopening old wounds, letting them breathe. Painful, but necessary. I wrote this to be free. To let go a part of my life that has consumed me emotionally and mentally for far too long. Maybe this is the closure I'll never get from Maddie but the one I can finally give myself. No real names are used