Notalone Stories

A reflection on living with Type 1 diabetes, burnout, and the quiet strength it takes to keep going.

So, I'm not dead. I want to write and draw and do stuff but school has kepted busy and I haven't had a lot of inspiration. And the story behind this is that I've been under a lot of stress and pressure recently and want to get things off my chest. But I also want to help others, so I thought "hey what if I put something on wattpad and then if someone is going through something similar, they won't feel so alone!" And this came Daily Thoughts. Please feel free to comment anything (but please refrain from explicit and/or mean things.) 11.4.19: fyi, this is basically a book of complaints and me being boring. 10.18.19: #2 in Daily Thoughts!

A girl who is struggling in this world and people are just making it worse and she doesn't know how to cope with it all. TW: Self-harm, eating discord and others

Poetry: In the modern world of communication and discovery we live in, we have discovered many a condition, mental or health. Yet, a severe lack of understanding remains and people start using these conditions as scapegoats or insults. I have Autism, and I hate seeing people call someone Autistic just because that person is angry or they want to insult someone. This work is my response to the latter. Spread the word! As the collection goes on, more than simple condition is explored, the greater fabric of human frailty and complexity is touched upon with care. Feel free to share your thoughts.

Poems and write ups written by me. :)

There are sometimes where I feel like I don't have my own voice, like i'm going through these stages and i'm never able to speak about them from my own Point of view. But with help from other peoples voices I was able to put together a short poetry book for the stages of grief, and how I think they are best explained through words.

Quotes from suicide lifeline to save lives.

Dear Diary, Here's everything I've wanted to say, but couldn't. Trigger warning: suicide, death, depression. If you take time to read this, thank you <3

Just some randy things i've made

read at 3am, 7pm, 8am... whenever you need to feel heard. Read some, skip some. Happy and sad, looks and gain. Currently in the process :)

Sequel to Hours- (https://www.wattpad.com/story/149024809-hours) Starting his life fresh at university, Micheal Sawyer is moving on. He's growing up. He's trying to forget. He didn't expect to have life figured out by this point, but he was hoping to at least know who he was. Instead, he's just as lost as ever- especially after meeting Alexander Lawrence. Alexander is everything Micheal isn't- outgoing, dramatic, flirtatious. And he has Micheal questioning everything he thought he knew.

Short meaningful scenes by us; Ink Spillers and everyone who helped us create this book, to help you feel better and know that you are not the only one going through a hard time, some of these scenes are also real. Hope you enjoy.

You are not alone. I understand you. If you relate to anything in this book, I'm here. There will be other people who relate to it also, help each other 💜 This is my story~

I used to be self harmer and was suicidal. I still struggle with self harming but I'm here to tell you guys that your not alone. I'm here for anyone I wont judge because I'm not perfect. I hope my poems reach out to you guys ❤ I love you all.

This is how I feel with my depression may contain sadness nevermind DEFINITELY contains sadness of you love with depression you'll know. I apologize in advance for any grammar issues. Oh, I am not going to say this is a judgement free zone because I am not Planet Fitness but I don't need that negativity. This IS my first book. I hope you enjoy Moon

"Mereu am fost singura......nimeni nu a fost cu adevarat langa mine. Nu merit sa am prieteni...defapt nu imi permit asa ceva... Dar se pare ca asta se va schimba."

⚠️ TW⚠️ Hi guys... thought it would be good to write a story based on mental health (mostly anxiety) I do not suffer with anxiety but I have had a lot of panic attacks and am writing through my own experiences ❤️ Esme is 21 and lives in London, at the age of 7 she moved down from Kent to London, scared and frightened, she met a lovely little boy who would be her friend for the rest of her life.

Beings keep me up at night, they are in my dreams and I want them to go away..

These are poems I have written at the best and worst moments in life. Trigger warnings will be provided for passages with sensitive topics.

Thoughts because you're not alone