Findingmyself Stories

Everyone is fighting a battle no one sees. This is not a love story. It's a story of becoming - of confusion, self-doubt, healing, and quiet strength. A girl trying to find herself in a world that keeps telling her who to be. If you've ever felt lost, unheard, or "too much" for this world - this story is for you. Sometimes the loudest noise is the one inside us.

In a world where love is often seen as the key to happiness, Amina's story is one of rediscovery, self-worth, and the power of choosing yourself. Growing up in a busy household, Amina learned early how to care for others, always putting their needs first. But when love begins to feel like a one-sided effort, she is forced to confront the quiet erosion of her heart and the importance of her own presence in her life. As Amina navigates the ups and downs of a relationship that leaves her questioning her worth, she begins to ask herself a question that will change her life forever: What if choosing myself is not selfish-but necessary? This is a journey of self-love and the quiet courage it takes to walk away from what no longer serves you. It's about finding your voice, reclaiming your peace, and realizing that the first love you need is the love you give yourself. Will Amina discover her own worth, or will she continue to shrink herself for others?

Somewhere between dreams and daylight, my stories came to life. They stayed - waiting for someone who still believes in a little bit of magic.

*Areebah's journey begins in silence, but her dreams echo loud.* Raised under the weight of expectations, she's torn between her father's poetic legacy and her own wild yearning to write stories that bleed truth. But when Zayd - proud, mysterious, and aching in his own way - crosses her path, everything begins to shift. In a world where appearances matter more than emotions, and silence speaks louder than words, their connection becomes both a lifeline and a battlefield. Between family duty, unspoken dreams, jealousy, and a love that grows in quiet glances, Areebah must choose: obey the life she was handed, or fight for the one she's quietly building. *A tale of love, ache, rebellion, and the courage to find your voice in a world that wants to silence it.* *This is more than a love story. This is Areebah's unforgettable life.*

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I was full of life. I believed in love. I believed in myself. I had dreams - big ones. I was confident, energetic, and always ready to make people smile. I never imagined I'd one day forget how that version of me looked, sounded, or felt. But something changed. And now, I need to remember - for myself - how I got here. And how I will rise again.

Just my life as I deal with anorexia,boys,friends,family,and school. While dealing with crazy people and trying to fight off relapsing back into depression.

Seventeen-year-old Bralynn was focused on graduating, making her mama proud, and escaping the weight of her small-town life. But everything changes the day two pink lines show up on a test she never meant to take. Suddenly, dreams of prom and college applications are replaced by doctor visits, whispers in hallways, and the pressure of a future that feels heavier than ever. As Bralynn navigates judgment, heartbreak, and the unexpected love growing inside her, she's forced to ask: Can you still chase your dreams when everyone says your life is over? A raw, emotional journey of finding strength, rediscovering identity, and learning that being a mom doesn't mean losing yourself.

A soul is born weightless, nameless, pure- It takes a body to endure. To touch, to feel, to rise, to fall- It needs flesh to answer the world's call. And just the same... This body of mine-warm, breathing, alive- Needs a home in which it may survive. Not just four walls and silent air, But a place where love dares to care. After marriage, they said, "You are home." But I wandered like a prayer without a dome. A sacred flame with no temple walls, A poem unspoken, a voice that calls. They dressed me in silk, in vermilion light, But never asked if I slept through the night. Their house was built on lineage and pride- But where in those bricks was I meant to hide? I smiled like a guest, walked on eggshell floors, Each corner echoing locked-up doors. I left my motherland, my girlhood room- And entered silence dressed as a bridegroom's bloom. But what is a house without embrace? A grave with curtains, a roof in space. No eyes that searched my soul to see- No hands that built a place for me. They gave me food, gave me rules, But not the freedom to break their tools. A soul needs a body to feel at peace- And a body needs a home to release. Not shelter from rain or shade from heat- But a truth-soaked ground beneath my feet. A window that knows my weeping face, A room where I'm not out of place. I became homeless, not in street or stone- But in the absence of being known. In every house, I was but a guest- A body dressed... but never blessed. And yet, I rise-slow, fierce, and still- With emptiness now shaped by will. If no home claims this sacred form, Then I will build it in every storm. In my silence, in my breath, in my art- A sanctuary grown inside my heart. For I am not lost, though no one waits- I am the keeper of my gates. Like the soul once found this mortal clay- My home shall find me... one day.

"Let Me Fly" is a heart-wrenching, lyrical poem about love lost, heartbreak, and the struggle to break free. It explores the push and pull of a relationship filled with pain, longing, and regret, ultimately expressing the courage to release the past and reclaim one's freedom.

We all carry our problems, wishes, and needs. I'm just trying to confess mine, wrapped in poems.

This is a compilation of poems that I have written over the years. They are all different and I hope you enjoy them. Some tell a story and some are just thoughts. :)

This is my diary. No one knows who I am or what I do. I don't even know who I am. All I know is my thoughts are messed up at times. I confuse myself. In writing this I hopefully get feedback and figure out who I am as a person.

Saweetie is a stripper at this famous club called Magic! She has to provide for her son Josiah & also her dead beat mama Taliyah. Trying to make it out the hood is hard asl, but once Quavo from the Migos see's Saweetie he immediately wants her. But due to Saweetie fighting custody against her baby daddy who just got out of jail for murder she becomes more cautious!! And stood Quavo up..Quavo doesn't stop from their... What he wants he gets..will they become a thing? READ THE FUCKING BOOK ❗❗ BE AWARE OF SEXUAL CONTENT MFS

* *How can one fight when one's enemy is their thoughts* *

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This is based on true story of a girl .the girl who suffered from different kinds of problems through the childhood to teenage life, I hope you guys will enjoy the story . Thankyou!!

I'm a million pieces of lost, scattered about in shards of my heart and splintered sections of my soul, conflicting truths and whispers of hope that have found a home in your head, here, as you read this. Even in the farthest reaches of space, I am only as lost as my words.

I am not normal girl. By that I don't mean that I am part of a cult or some kind of supernatural creature, but I definetely don't live like the next person. With parents that never cared about me, beat me, bullies at school, and two very dead best friends, I finally snap when I get raped. Fed up with the life that I led, I was determined to kill myself, but who knew, that by doing so I would find what I have been unknowingly looking for my entire life. Myself. This is the story of how I changed my life around, and made the best out of the worst. This is the story of survival. But most importantly, this, is life. ~This story was made in loving memory of Benjamin Cabello. We miss you.