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When Insanity Takes Over

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LECTURES 33
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Chapitres 2
Durée <5 mins

LECTURES 33
Votes 4
Chapitres 2
Durée <5 mins

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What happens in a world that is overcome with depression, and what difference can one person make?Tous Droits Réservés

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"There comes a point where you no longer care if there's a light at the end of the tunnel or not. You're just sick of the tunnel." - Who I am doesn't matter. How I got here doesn't matter. What matters now is I'm getting help, right? That's what they tell me here. They tell me that the road to recovery feels like a terrible butt fuck, but the fact that you're on the path to begin with, is all that matters. So as I sit in this circle of fuck ups, I realize just how different I am from them. I didn't attempt suicide because my mother was a crack addict who didn't want me. My father wasn't abusive. I didn't have a sibling die in a car accident. I was never really bullied either. I attempted suicide because, for the first time in years, I thought I had found something that could make me feel again... and after not feeling much at all for far too long, perhaps I went a bit overboard

Hope Beacons (NaNoWrioMo 2015), écrit par StarkidLuna

Lucy Carr was born with light. Just like everyone else. But as she got older the ball light disappeared and that's when she knew she had to go find it. Will she find it or will Senka, the darkness win? A light... a ball of light. Everyone is born with it The loudness overwhelmed her sense of doom became more and more..real. Like she wasn't going to be okay. The sound seem to get loud the crowds laughter and talking seems to be turned up. Her vision blurred as she couldn't see anymore..as if she was crying. And she was. She was crying and it wasn't the happy crying that people have or the sad crying.. But the crying about how disappointed she was for herself.. How she failed again. The at feeling..it got worse...it got way worse to the point where she couldn't breathe. And as she stood there..in the middle of the crowd losing sense of herself...it was at this moment..the light that she had..it went out..and she knew only darkness.

I've Got It Under Control , écrit par myrealnameisasecret

Jules is forced to live a life in the psychiatric ward after her eating disorder nearly ends up taking her life. Stuck in a life that is contained within four walls, while she fights her battle with an eating disorder and depression, trying to gain control of the demanding voice in her head. Finally having to admit that she can't do it herself and faces vulnerability by doing so. She endures love and heartbreak but only she can save herself. Will Jules recover and finally be free of the voice that has become the burden of her life? ~ I've Got It Under Control That's what she thought. That's what they all think when it first starts. They had control, had, past tense. Now they wish they did. Their bodies are screaming for help but their head is saying otherwise. Hunger coursed through Jules's body, the rumble of her stomach was like a thunderstorm, violent and painful. It scared her, yet it also satisfied her. She started to skip breakfast, and once she realised she didn't need breakfast, she knew she wouldn't need lunch nor dinner. ~TW: Goes into depth about eating disorders, mentions about suicide and self harm. View at your own risk~

DEPRESSION , écrit par uateef

Just a story about me. How I struggled with depression and am still affected by it. If anyone finds it helpful (which you most probably won't) do not hesitate to tell me about your experience. Just remember that you are not alone and their are people out there who are struggling just like you, who are suffering just like you and maybe suffering and struggling in more worse ways than you are. The sun rises after the silence, loneliness and darkness of the night. But if you pay attention the night after all is still not so dark because there are stars, which are the hope that there is still a bit of sparkle left in the darkness of the night. *** Cover credits: Instagram: mh_draws_ mariahasan___

A Fight With Depression, écrit par LINKINPARKfreak44

(Trigger Warnings) Do not read if you are bothered by reading very real everyday senarios such as suicide, self harm, and other things that tend to mend with having most mental illnesses. This book is a different book where every chapter is a short story, poem, rant, or just the perspective of many different types of mental illnesses such as PTSD, Depression, Anxiety, And even more extreme as what causes them, Like abuse, Murder, Witnessing a Murder of a loved one. And many more scenarios that mess our human minds up to the max; most of the times leaving us broken and damaged feeling in the head.

Lost To Darkness (CallMeKevin Fanfic), écrit par Youtuber_01

Nina Rivers has known pain her whole life. Abandoned as a baby, betrayed by those she trusted, and haunted by years of abuse, she's learned to hide from the world... and from herself. Now 23 and trying to survive in Cork, Ireland, every day is a battle against fear, paranoia, and the darkness inside her. But when she finally steps outside her walls, she meets someone who might just be the light she never thought she'd find. Can Nina trust again, or will the shadows of her past pull her back into the darkness?

Levels of Stress, écrit par PhantasticalDisco

Pain. Depression, anxiety, insomnia, panic disorder - it wasn't a lonely feeling, but one that wouldn't hesitate to rip your heart open. I know that personally. It's always been difficult to tell people. I can't tell my friends, my family, and certainly not therapists. That's why I've created a system that I call my 'Levels of Stress' and have saved my 10... that is up until now. ***Warning: contains triggers, graphic violence, and a lot of deep, raw emotions. It has parts of entries from my journal during my worst period, the parts that I never thought about sharing until I realized how I could relate it to others.***

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We all crave it, that sense of belonging. It doesn't matter how popular you are or how many friends you have, sometimes you just don't feel like you belong. That's when, you become one of us. People begin to think that you're a hopeless case and so many give up on us, and in turn we give up on ourselves. In this crazy messed up world, will anyone see the lost?

Out Of Control, écrit par Ribellebella

[18+] Book Two of Control "...And I think I had to go through hell just to reach the top not knowing what prize was meeting me up there." I found out the source of my nightmares all because of one therapy session. All of my trauma floated to the surface. Will I make it out alive? Or will I let it consume me?

Patchwork, écrit par Glitch101

If it's such a big world... How come one person has to feel everyone's hurt? Everyone's pain? Everyone's grief? How come one person has to get through it? With only one person to help? If it's such a big world... How come there's so few guiding lights?

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"There comes a point where you no longer care if there's a light at the end of the tunnel or not. You're just sick of the tunnel." - Who I am doesn't matter. How I got here doesn't matter. What matters now is I'm getting help, right? That's what they tell me here. They tell me that the road to recovery feels like a terrible butt fuck, but the fact that you're on the path to begin with, is all that matters. So as I sit in this circle of fuck ups, I realize just how different I am from them. I didn't attempt suicide because my mother was a crack addict who didn't want me. My father wasn't abusive. I didn't have a sibling die in a car accident. I was never really bullied either. I attempted suicide because, for the first time in years, I thought I had found something that could make me feel again... and after not feeling much at all for far too long, perhaps I went a bit overboard