Истории Findingmyself

The weight of standing still is heavier than falling I hope you moved on from your past selves and embrace a better you

a collection of poetry behind the eyes of the living dead

Introduction My name is Vaidehi. I am 23 years old. If you are holding this book, you are not just about to read a story-you are about to walk through a life that was broken, questioned, healed, and rebuilt. I have never believed that life becomes easier with time. I believe we become stronger by understanding it. I don't know how to lose to circumstances; I learn them, face them, and slowly change them. This book is not about a perfect girl. It is about an ordinary girl who cried, failed, waited, trusted the wrong people, found the right lessons, and chose to rise every single time. Within these pages, I will take you through the countless stories of my past-some will make you smile, some may leave you silent, and a few might remind you of your own life. This is not just my journey. It is a journey of finding myself, one memory at a time. So, if you're ready... Come, walk this fading path with me.

YES OKAY HEAR ME OUT!!! I say Hermes and circle do this and I'm scared that I never showed my gratitude so here we go!

Somewhere beyond the horizon , a new life was waiting . All I have to do was take the first step

Midnight musings get jotted down here.

Lost in the echoes of the past, the protagonist finds themselves drowning in pain and despair, unable to escape the haunting memories of a love that still lingers. As they search for their identity, they struggle with the realization that they are no longer the person they once were. Through a journey of self-discovery, healing, and acceptance, they begin to understand that even in loss, they remain-changed, but still themselves. A poignant tale of love, identity, and the echoes of memories that refuse to fade.

What happens when you're tired of being strong? When every "I'm okay" becomes a lie, every smile becomes a mask, and every cry happens behind closed doors? Born Tired is a raw and vulnerable poem about exhaustion, family wounds, loneliness, healing, and finding reasons to keep going when life feels unbearably heavy. For anyone who has ever felt misunderstood, invisible, or like they were carrying the world on their shoulders-this poem is for you. 💔✨

A love letter that was never meant to be read by the one it was written for. He never knew my name. He never knew my story. Yet somehow, he became a chapter in it. This is not a love story. It is a story of healing-of finding light in someone who was never meant to belong to me. Through 97 chapters, I unravel the silent comfort, the unspoken gratitude, and the pieces of myself I found in the eyes that couldn't be mine. For every ARMY who has ever whispered, "You saved me without knowing," this book is for you.

This book is a heartfelt journey of learning how to build peace in a mind that once felt chaotic, and discipline in a life that once felt directionless. Through honest stories about feeling left out, overthinking, and longing to be chosen, I will be sharing how small daily habits slowly shaped a stronger, calmer, more self-respecting version of myself. It's not about being perfect. It's about becoming better, gently and consistently only one promise to yourself at a time.

Arianna is an unfortunate girl. Her parents died in a car crash, and she realizes the life she sees in front of her with her fiancé is not the one she wants His family definition of love is not the one her parents showed her There was no violence shown in her parents' love, but that's all she sees and gets from his family What she's seeing before her is not love So what does she do? She runs away, of course. What else can you do But of course, they don't plan to let her go so easily infact they don't plan to let go of her at all

...♡♡Simple words anyone can relate♡♡... ....☆....If you keep pouring your heart to someone who won't accept it, You will have none left for the next person......☆.... ♡Request open ♡

➊ Disillusion Noun: to be free of illusion; disenchantment. Not to be confused with dissolution, the precipice over which I hang these thoughts, above which I string these words into a kite to catch on the winds and vanish into the clouds, the fog, the nothingness.

Hey! I got diagnosed with depression and anorexia in 2014 and I'm still struggling. I'm not someone who speaks about my own feelings. Because no one's listening anyway. But I can write about it. And sometimes it helps me to understand myself. I hope you enjoy!

Hi. My name is Emily and I have no clue who I am. I don't know what I want to be in life, I have no clue who I am as a person, I have no clue why I am writing this book and most of all I don't know my purpose in life. I know it is normal to not know who you are yet especially because I am only in 8th grade but most people have an idea of what they want in life and can picture themselves somewhere in this world we live in. In fact, every one of my teachers is telling kids they should know what they want in life by the end of the week. They are basically giving us a deadline of having our lives planned out.

Mmmm. Getting to know myself, I guess. I'm not good with grammar and I'm doing this for fun. (Cover photo is mine.) :)

ALONE is a raw reflection on pain, isolation, and the silent battles fought within the heart. It tells the story of someone searching for peace, strength, and God while feeling abandoned by the world.

Little nick nacks of a mind that won't stop rambling. Each part of this is an individual short writing. It contains moments of my everyday life as I soak it all in - the good and the bad.

It's just thing I need to get off my chest