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Through My Door

Through My Door

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Feb 19, 2025
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Fiction
Romance
"When I opened my eyes I was already dead" For a long time, my afterlife was a dull and depressing existence that dragged on and on as I tried to scream and claw my way into being seen. For a long time, I had nothing; I was nothing, until she came through the door and suddenly there was a light in the darkness of my death. This story explores the romance between a boy whose been dead and lost for a long time, and a girl who's just starting her life. ****************** sorry if it's really rough, I'm like not going through this and editing it at all right now lol
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This is not just a story. It is a collection of silent battles. Inside these chapters are different minds, different struggles, and different experiences that people often fail to see or understand. Each story opens a small window into lives affected by mental health conditions, emotional pain, and the weight of being misunderstood by society. From obsessive thoughts that refuse to stop, to overwhelming anxiety, to emotions that feel too heavy to carry alone, each chapter shows how different people fight battles that are invisible to others. Some are aware of what they are going through but cannot simply "stop." Some try to function normally while their minds are in constant conflict. Some are judged, ignored, or misunderstood by the world around them. This book does not exist to label people. It exists to humanize them. Because behind every behavior that others may not understand, there is a person trying their best to survive their own mind. And maybe, in reading these stories, we learn to see them a little more clearly. Not as broken. Not as different. But as human.

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