Mdd Stories

part #2 of dysfunctional breed. more of my diary entries in an online journal. bare with me reader.

A better description to come. As of now, description inside.

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*DID is a complex disorder with no one way of being. Misinformation is spread about DID everywhere. Hopefully with this book we can clear some things up about the disorder* I lose moments of time. Nothing huge maybe just minutes of my day and then I'm back to being me. Well "me." It's a bit complicated honestly and I have no idea how to fully explain it but there are times I don't feel like "me." Like I'm an "other." What this "other" is I have no idea. Anyways I go back to being me and just minding my business and doing what I can do to survive the day. I go in and out of time loss. Not significant amounts of time. I'll just forget how I got somewhere. I won't remember what I just ate. I won't remember an important conversation I had ten minutes ago. I don't remember the entirety of my childhood but a few memories. However this is all normal right? Losing time, not feeling like yourself, feeling controlled but an "other", and coming to the realization you have huge amounts of trauma from a young age that your brain decided to just forget. Normal, right?

Based on a True Story A tale of a girl dealing with Major Depressive Disorder, Anxiety, and Suicidal thoughts. Mentions of Depression, Anxiety, Suicidal Thoughts, Self-Harm, and others. If you are not comfortable with these things, please do not read this story. If you are dealing with extreme depression, anxiety, self-harm, and/or have suicidal thoughts, PLEASE seek help as soon as possible.

The daily lives of people are changed by depression and anxiety. They suffer through things that others go through without thinking twice. These disorders are not what you think.

this is about me and how It feels living with MDD(major depressive disorder) and yes, I've been diagnosed by a doctor(if anyone asks). this isn't for attention, I'm just doing this because I'm sure other people are going through the same thing(diagnosed or symptoms). you're not alone.

Note: There is no specific gender for you, the reader. Poor (Y/n) not knowing how it feels to love, but its not like they care. Once you give up on finding love, you just don't find it...or so we thought. (Y/n) wanted to avoid everything about it, but how could they? One day, they run into...someone...named Caesar. Caesar acted strange all the time and seems to have a mysterious personality. What's wrong with them? The only thing (Y/n) knows about Caesar is that they seem to have a major depressive disorder and a few others to get Caesar into a mental asylum. How can (Y/n) stop that from happening? (TRIGGER WARNING)

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

Everything was in her head. Until he wasn't.

Warning The things you are about to read may be triggering to some readers. These are all just thoughts from someone who is either going threw something or sharing about their mental health. (Diagnosed by professional doctors) So keep in mind some subjects may be touchy, so be kind not only to me but to others around you that may have aching thoughts. Thank you.

a collection of poems

Random poetry's when my brain won't stop thinking! Please let me know if I should do any corrections for future notices, I'm slowly trying to progress in my poetry. This is my first time trying to publish my poems, I've always loved to write since a child! Enjoy my feelings! Thank you & support (:

this book is going to be a little bit of vents,a little bit of trauma dumping,my interests, my dislikes,basically, everything through my point of view. like a public diary.

Hey. I’m Reid. Reid Henry. Ever since I was young, I’ve always wanted to be a famous solo musician one day. And here I am, I achieved it, I’m living the dream. Although… I don’t really feel like it. I felt like something was missing. I don’t even feel like living it anymore. Is there a reason? Will someone or something change me?

Yeah...I'm fine.