Freementalilness Stories

Melissa is a twenty-something writer who has never been published. Midway through her twenties, with nothing to show for her seven years of writing but rejection slips and diminishing bank accounts, Melissa needs a change. Rankings for 2021: Cover made by @lemondroppings

Sean Gillan's passion lies in his education, his work values as a part-time cashier at the family-owned general store, and helping out his grandparents at a family farm while being a faithful member of his church. He has little time for any frivolous and is certain that all he needs is in his small town of Central Georgia, despite his citified parents and siblings citing that he needs to get a life and get some air in his lungs. Sean has little time for anything other than what he needs, so much so that he lands in the hospital after passing out during his post-graduation party at church. Fearing that he was in danger of burning out and knowing that he wasn't going to survive long if he overworked himself, the whole family decides to ship him off to his gay uncle's home in Newport, Rhode Island so he could attend college there. Sean wants none of it, citing that he's fine with his small-town lifestyle. But once he learns that his grandfather sold the farm, home, and business and that he was to attend college up north instead of trade school in Adams Falls; Sean's fate is sealed. But then he's forced to join his adoptive cousins and uncles for some ice cream and meets two domineering young men fresh out of high school. And they...well, let's just say that they want to show Sean Gillain the TRUE meaning of having passion in his strict life. And maybe Sean doesn't think that moving to Newport would be so bad after all. He'll never know unless he gives it a try.

Leonardo Ricci is adventurous, rebel, misbehaving. Hunter Wood is even worse. But that's the best thing to ever happen to the both of them.

You know that feeling when you feel like you have nobody? Well that's how Thalia feels. She has nobody, well she has a loving family. A mom and dad happily married and the golden brother. They're only a year apart and all of her teachers tell her how good he was. he was so kind, he tutored kids for free, she was lucky to have him as a brother. She has smiled and nodded her way through life, ever since that day, her friend exploded. Ever since she heard the words, "You're a nobody, I'm only your friend because I pity you." She has been lost and doesn't know the way. She's lost until Alec Daniels comes into her life. Bangs open her door and steals her to break into the mall in the middle of the night and play hide-and-go-seek tag. He's a pop of color in her life and she doesn't know how to color the rest of her life. She was lost and now she was found.

▌│█║▌║▌║*𝖇𝖆𝖘𝖊𝖉 𝖔𝖓 𝖆 𝖙𝖗𝖚𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖞* ║▌║▌║█│▌ -Where the mind dwells- Thoughts forming, Throats choking, Anxiety struggling, I. Can't. Breathe. Eyes wandering, Voices whispering, I'm failing, I. Can't. Breathe. People tell me to ignore it, The words that they say, Not to dwell on it, I. Can't. Breathe. Not today, The people go on, They become my dismay, I. Can't. Breathe. Melancholy thoughts, Hiding in the shadows, Holding back tears, I. Can't. Breathe. Pretending I'm fine, Like I don't have insomnia and anxiety, I wither away to dust, I. Can't. Breathe. I find myself awake at night, I find myself tired during the day, I find myself bottling up my emotions, I. Can't. Breathe. I find myself lying, I find myself washing my face in the bathroom, I find the scars from wiping my eyes too hard, I. Can't. Breathe. I can't let them see me cry, I can't be too vulnerable, I find myself realizing, I. Can't. Breathe. I find myself wishing, Wishing one person would notice, That I dig my nails into my hands, I. Can't. Breathe. I wish I had someone, Someone to comfort me, Someone to understand it, I. Can't. Breathe. There's no more air in my lungs, What's a pain attack? I'm not anxious, I. Can't. Breathe. I wonder, Why am I sad? Why can't I be happy? I. Can't. Breathe. Why can't I genuinely smile, Without being criticized, Without faking it, Wish. I. Could. Breathe. ▌│█║▌║▌║~𝔭𝔬𝔢𝔪 𝔟𝔶 𝔪𝔢~ ║▌║▌║█│▌

In this book, I, a young Muslim-Pakistani girl, shall attempt to clarify and clear up misconceptions about Islam and discuss many other topics as well.

I'm me You're you What else is there Beneath all of the skin All of our differences We are only people If you think about it How different are we? #freementalillness #nomorescars

"It's in the eyes." Laying low until her 24th birthday seemed like an easy feat to Aerin. With the collateral damage of a childhood she'd rather forget dragging behind her and her will to keep going slowly deteriorating, the absolute last thing she wanted was for everything she thought she left behind coming back to haunt her. Meeting Gabriel seemed like a stroke of luck in a game she was continuously losing. Until they both realize the other has secrets they're not willing to share. With Gabriel hounding her for the truth and a ghost from her past turning her lonely, dismal life upside down, Aerin finds herself wondering if she even wants to make it to 24.

(SLOW UPDATES) Phronemophobia (FRO-NEE-MO-FOBIA): fear of thinking. "When thinking begins to destroy you, you begin to fear it." -l.m. Original quotes and very short stories describing the things we fear thinking about but must speak about. Tips and my own experiences to help you during times of anxious and depressed bouts. Trying to help bring to light experiences and wrong choices that can bring on heartbreak, low self-esteem, discouragement, which all feeds anxious and depressed thoughts. Copyrights: Cover made by me. Please do not use my work if permission has not been given. If I allow you to please always give credit. ©thebigeyedpoet 2017

And what if once upon a time the villain was the hero?

❝she got lost in the chaos she called paradise.❞ A collection of prose and poems. ✐ previously: cinder traces ✖ may contain dark themed issues

{Sequel to Project Smile} Gabriel Lancaster has had his fair share of ups and downs, especially throughout the last four years of his life. He's improved since his junior year of high school, but he still feels as if he's stuck in between the dark depths of his depression and approaching recovery. Cassidy Evans completed Project Smile four years ago, but she knows she still has work to do. Though she knows that her boyfriend is doing a lot better, she can't help but worry for him, which takes a toll on both her schoolwork and her mental health. As they walk together through the peaks and valleys of life, they know that they must persevere and never leave the other behind. But as tension keeps building and time continues changing both of them, will they be able to make it through? Or will this finally be what tears them apart? {Trigger Warning: This book deals with heavy topics, such as depression and anxiety, as well as mentions of a suicide. If any of these topics may make you uncomfortable or distressed, please do not read or be very cautious.}

To those who survived in halves ©2022 AOFunke

"Some days, I feel everything at once. Other days, I feel nothing at all. I don't know what's worse: Drowning beneath the waves Or dying from the thirst." -o.m.

A gang is chasing Travis and his brother and the two must go through numerous of obstacles in the wilderness all because of one Pokémon. Travis must befriend a Pokémon to be able to show his brother that he can go on a journey. But when the Slither gang and their leader, Gift, enters the picture, the pair meet an extraordinary Pokémon and must bring it to its father for its own safety from the crooks. Now they must travel through the dangerously unpredictable Loren Forest, all while avoiding the gang. Will Travis and his brother be able to help the Pokémon or will one die trying? Cover is by ForeverMoonlight Author: FurryGirlSylvy

[ slow updates ] → book two in the "disorders" series. ❝learn to control your mood-swings, calum. they really know how to confuse the hell out of a person because, quite frankly, nobody ever knows when you're going to snap.❞ ❝i apologize for having the ability to change moods every-so-often, faye, but i can't help that i'm, for a lack of a better term, bipolar. and, if i were you, i wouldn't be talking shit because you and i both know we're in the exact same boat.❞ ☾ in which a high-tempered, spastic nineteen-year-old boy crosses paths with a strictly hypocritical fifteen-year-old girl on a fine wednesday afternoon at an anger management class. sadisms 2016 ©

If Phyl had never come, maybe she wouldn't be hurting. Then again, it was the words that hurt her. The words that made Phyl come in the first place...

but until then, i'll just keep dreaming highest ranking: #162 in poetry (7.3.16) hit 1k reads (9.28.16)

A collection of poetry.

❝What's more selfish? Committing a suicide or forcing someone to stay in a world where they are so unhappy?❞ a story about a boy who found a lost boy and trying to save him while saving himself hoping they won't drown together