Cptsd Stories

this will be short stories of extreme metaphorical values depicting my experiences as a child who went through emotional abuse and complete mental anguish these stories may be complicated and it may be hard to see the metaphor, but thats ok. its just for me.

Growing up with chronic illness is an emotional journey. This story will describe the feeling of having your soul leave your body. In addition to the experience of being unseen for all the challenges and chapters that come with being chronically ill.

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Nathaniel's second journal entry after the Quaking.

sometimes harry is a scared baby, sometimes harry is a scared adult. oneshot! louis' pov throughout

A vine-shelter. A locket. A girl caught between memory and becoming. Lyra lives in the in-between, a vine-shelter grown from memory, grief, and honeysuckle. After the war, she returns to the place where silence blooms and the past clings like ash. Her locket holds more than keepsakes: it carries the weight of her mother's knot, her brother's absence, and the stories she's never spoken aloud. As the seasons shift and the vines begin to stir, Lyra must decide what to keep, what to bury, and what to let bloom. Between leaves and ash, she unravels the threads of identity, loss, and quiet resilience, searching for a way to become something new without forgetting who she was. This is a story of transformation told in fragments and flashbacks, where metaphor becomes memory and healing is never linear. Lyra is not one thing. She is the turning.

"being a shield is my birthright." • This work is dedicated to everyone who is healing, recovering, learning (and unlearning), discovering, becoming, and being. For all of the oldest siblings, those recovering from trauma of any kind, the twenty-somethings, all of my queer and trans and disabled and neurodivergent siblings, people whose favorite trope is found family, those who struggle with chronic pain/illness, and anyone who just can't figure out how to word things. This is for you. This is also for me, for my future self, so I can hopefully look back one day and thank the Universe for how I've grown and how much I've gained. Here's to hoping for a better future.

The Man I Wish I Didn't Know www.antonvolney.com/subscribe

TW TW TW TW im depressed and have mental/physical health shit wrong w/me. i need somewhere to vent. read if u want i don't care ---- 13th - mdd: 5/2020

The story of my life and how I ended up where I am today. An exploration of my mind and mental health. A way to let go of my past and move forward. Something that I hope will give me closure and peace with my past.

Putting the pieces of childhood trauma and abuse into words. Saying it out loud, because there are more of us than we realize. knowing that we are not alone is key to recovery.

This story is a healing process for myself after the many obstacles I have been through. I really don't know where it'll go and if I'll ever get far with it but I do believe this is something I need to push myself to do in order to fill some cracks and heal some scars that just aren't fading.

27 year old Kris has done everything for everyone. All she's ever wanted was someone to love her back the way she loves them and to be someone's number one. Spoiler alert, it doesn't happen. This is her storyline accepting she'll be alone and becoming happy about it.

It's an autobiography about myself, growing up and out, as a victim of generational alcoholism, abuse and trauma.

My mind is running at a thousand miles per hour , please make it stop it's mental illness innit

My life story. Heavy swearing, abuse, mentions drugs, force mental hospital trauma and trauma in general. All true, all live. Pop Pop I'm not taking this down people need to know. You supported it and you're paying for this too.

My life story, the good the bad the recovering.

Do people even read these

⚠️Trigger⚠️Warning⚠️ Abuse, Rape, General Disfunction I just wanna write what's On My Mind and hopefully, you relate, or maybe you have advice for me. Which I'd really appreciate. As another fellow human, I just wanna say I love and support you for who you are. Whatever you're going through, however tough, you're not alone. Reach out to loved ones or trustworthy individuals. Dial 988 for mental health emergency https://www.psycom.net/get-help-mental-health That link has many more mental health resources. And sorry in advanced I'm fucked up and I know that. If nothing makes sense or it all makes too much sense, sorry.

What I write on dark nights and nights in my feelings please come take a look NO IMAGES ARE MIND THEY ALL CAME FROM GOOGLE!!!