Healingthroughwriting Stories

Some girls learn to scream. She learned to stay quiet. The Woman Who Stayed Soft is a poetry collection told in chapters a journey through silence, survival, and softness. It also includes the pain and agony through ones screams. Each chapter opens with an acrostic. Each poem a flame: epic, concrete, rhymed. A voice once quiet, now reclaiming itself. ✨ New poems every week 📚 New chapters every 2-3 weeks 💌 Read gently Chapter 1 is live! Chapter 2 is live! Chapter 3 is live! Chapter 4 is live! For the soft ones who stayed. For the ones who made it out anyway.

They fell in love through music-quiet nights, unfinished melodies, and promises never spoken out loud. When time runs out, love doesn't disappear. It lingers in hospital rooms, in half-written songs, in the goodbye that comes too late. This is a story about loving someone gently, losing them quietly, and learning how to live with a song that never ends. A BTS sad love story. Soft pain. Quiet tears. An ending that stays.

Status: [•C•O•M•P•L•E•T•E•D•] Title: Things I Couldn't Say: A Journal of Almost Author: AerixielDaiminse Genre: Romantic-Comedy, Real-Life Drama, College Reflection, Pokémon Fanfiction Published: July 23, 2025 📖 Book Description: In a quiet dorm room far from home, Dawn, a now-med student, begins to write what she never had the courage to say out loud. Things I Couldn't Say: A Journal of Almost is a deeply personal, bittersweet, and often humorous journey through the handwritten pages of a girl who once lived in the corners of silence. Told through journal entries, Dawn recounts the story of her younger self-a college girl navigating unspoken crushes, missed opportunities, and friendships that faded without closure. Her biggest regret? Never telling Ash, her longtime crush from Dentistry, how she truly felt-only to discover he had a girlfriend during her MedTech board review week. She writes of the best friend she lost, not through a fight, but through emotional distance she never dared to explain. She recalls the clubs she didn't join, the songs she never sang in front of others, and the Latin honors she failed to reach-each memory a haunting reminder of her hesitations and quiet choices. Now, as a future doctor, she pens her regrets, reflections, and confessions-not just for herself, but as a bittersweet memoir of what it means to grow up quietly in a world that's loud with expectations. And maybe, just maybe, it's her way of healing. 💬 Themes: Introverted coming-of-age Regret and self-forgiveness Unspoken love and missed chances Life reflections during transition into adulthood Personal growth through silence and solitude 📌 Tagline: Some stories aren't meant to be heard-until they're written down.

This poem captures a real and chaotic Sunday morning that spiraled from peaceful oatmeal to a full emotional meltdown, followed by church parking lot drama, a barking emotional-support dog, a scarecrow-looking staff member demanding a pointless car move, and the panic-triggering boss at the center of it all. It's honest, funny, dramatic, emotional, and told with the kind of humor you use when life throws nonsense at you before 10 AM. If you've ever had a day where everything goes wrong for no reason, this poem is your whole soul on paper.

A lyrical confession about fathers who confuse ambition with affection-and daughters who learn that "I'm doing this for you" can be the kindest and cruelest lie of all.

This is more of a personal memoir - a space where I share my journey and evolving perspective on life. It's part reflection, part storytelling, and part habit-tracking. Each day, I'll write about what I did, what I felt, or what I realized. I recently resigned from my job to focus on something important that's been in progress for a while. So here begins my 365-day commitment - a promise to myself. Let's see where this takes me, and hopefully, by the end of it, I'll be closer to the version of me I'm striving to become.

I didn't run away to live... but to stay alive. This is the story I never dared to tell. A childhood stolen by violence, silence, and fear. I speak now, not for sympathy, but so others may survive before they break.

Dear Mama, From Here is a collection of letters I write to my mom after she's gone. These are my words to her, the stories I never got to tell, the moments I wish she had seen, the ordinary days that somehow feel emptier without her voice. I write to her not to mourn, but to remember. To remind myself that love doesn't stop when someone leaves, it only changes where it lives. This book is my way of healing, one letter at a time. A quiet conversation between heaven and here. A reminder that even in silence, a mother's love still echoes, always, and everywhere.

For those looking for a storyline, you won't find it here. This "book" is simply going to be a collage of some of my spoken words, poems and other random writings. Some of this is also my very indirect way of talking about my road to healing, the hurt I'm keeping, the fear that's weeping. For anyone who chooses to check this out, I hope you enjoy!

Have you ever felt invisible? Like you could disappear, and the world would just keep moving? Joy John is the girl everyone believes is strong, responsible, and always fine. The girl who carries everyone's problems but has no one to carry hers. But behind her smile is a storm no one sees. A mind that never stops racing, a heart that's tired of pretending, and a body that is slowly breaking under the weight of expectations. How long can she keep up the act before she finally reaches her breaking point? 📖 Silent Screams is a *diary-style, raw, and emotional journey through the mind of a girl who feels unseen, unheard, and slowly fading away.

"Roots and Wings" is a heartfelt journey of love, loss, resilience, and self-discovery. Gina, a 24-year-old mother of two, opens her heart to share her life story-one shaped by the strong yet imperfect bonds of family, the profound love of her grandparents, and the lessons learned from being both a daughter and a mother. Through vivid memories of a childhood rooted in her grandparents' care, the sacrifices of her hardworking single father, and the heartbreak of losing her grandfather while expecting her first child, Gina reflects on the complexities of life and the strength it takes to keep moving forward. This memoir captures the beauty in life's contradictions: the love found in chaos, the strength born from struggles, and the balance of holding onto the past while reaching for the future. A raw and inspiring account, "Roots and Wings" reminds us that while our roots ground us, our wings give us the courage to soar.

You won't find anything here. Only feelings that has been spilled onto pages, as blood, sweat, and tears drip drops. A book of hidden words that hopefully reaches your ears, and be seen by your eyes.

collection of peoms a girl writing peoms to her father, he will never receive !Trigger Warning ! ! Selfharm ! Suicide

A planner for your emotions, a calendar for your healing. This isn't your typical to-do list or time block journal. This is a soul-first weekly companion, created with intention, softness, and space - so you can reflect, write, breathe, and begin again each day. 🌿 Inside This Book: 💌 Daily prompts that align with emotional themes 🧠 Mindful tasks, mirror work & inner check-ins 📥 Safe space to share your journey anonymously or openly 🪄 Themed healing days like Feel-Your-Worth Wednesday & Soulful Sunday ✍️ Gentle guidance by Team Healing Quill Whether you're here to heal quietly, write your way through storms, or simply stay anchored - this book was built for you. Let your days be softer. Let your words be your therapy. Let your week begin with heart. Welcome to your healing planner. - The Healing Quill 🕊️ Where words listen.

From the moment I was born, fear and trauma followed me like shadows. My father's fists were thunder, his guns were weapons of constant threat, and my mother's fear became my first language. Sent away to Boston at five, I watched my grandfather fade under bone marrow cancer while my body trembled from anxiety - tremors no one understood. My grandmother turned homes into prisons, forcing us to scrub floors on our knees, write the Bible from front to back, and endure punishments for mistakes our trembling bodies made. I was hit, split open by a mop, threatened with guns, and shamed for prophetic dreams. Even in dreams, my grandfather returned to guide me, only to be met with anger from those around me. This story is raw. It is unflinching. It is my blood, my tears, my memory. It is the beginning of a life lived through bruises, threats, fear, and the tremors of a child learning to survive.

"A heartfelt poem about the power of writing to capture unspoken truths, heal emotional wounds, and preserve moments of connection. Through ink and paper, emotions find a voice, and the quiet spaces between people are filled with understanding and reflection."

Two writers, one glitch, and a love story unfolding where silence feels like magic.

In a world where silence speaks louder than words, a girl pours her heart into quiet gestures, gifts left under someone else's name, memories tucked into seasons, and dreams that linger long after she wakes. The boy she loves is shy, avoidant, and unsure, but her devotion never fades. What begins as unrequited longing slowly becomes a journey of resilience, where love is expressed not only through him but through the rituals she creates to heal herself. This is a story about the beauty of giving, the ache of unanswered feelings, and the courage to rewrite endings. Whether friendship or romance, the girl discovers that love, even when hidden, can transform into light, hope, and a happy ending of her own making.

Every day looked the same - until the night I saw something glowing in the air. I thought it was a trick of the light. Then it happened again. And again. Turns out, the universe has a strange sense of humor. Because somehow, I ended up the one collecting them. Stitching them. Following them. They say everyone has a calling. Mine just happens to involve light, patience, and the occasional existential crisis. It's quiet work. It's strange work. It's mine. The Pinion Calling is a story about the small, luminous things that find us when we stop looking - and what happens when we finally say yes.