Freementalillness Stories

🤍{You don't know me and I don't know you}🤍but I know the nights you cried yourself to sleep I know the times you thought you weren't deserving of happiness I know the times you felt nothing at all Poetry is art its the words we can never say the feelings we can't express its more then words on paper its infinite

love is a complicated emotion. for many, it is simply a fantasy one could only wish to feel toward themself. TO LIVE IS TO LOVE is a compilation of poetry, documenting my own journey of learning how to love myself. how i can learn to love all of my flaws, visible or not. this poetry book is ongoing, as my journey is. it is vulnerable and raw, and i hope that others can relate to and join me on this journey.

- indefinite hiatus - [ part of the 'free your body' tag ] · second poetry collection · "Flowers don't worry about how they're going to bloom. They just open up and turn toward the light and that makes them beautiful." - Jim Carrey created and started: wed, june 24th, 2020 ended: n/a rankings: #603/237K [ Poetry ] july 23, 2020 #566/237K [ Poetry ] august 2, 2020 #403/237K [ Poetry ] august 6, 2020 #319/261K [ Poetry ] august 8, 2020

*Highest Ranking #171 in Freementalillness* *Book 1 in the Running Free series.* *Now Posting Chapters!* i·den·ti·ty ˌīˈden(t)ədē/ noun noun: identity; plural noun: identities 1. the fact of being who or what a person or thing is. ~*~*~ 17 year-old Nicki Knight believed she'd be doing the same-old same-old she's been doing every summer for the past eleven years of her life; Earn some money working extra hours at her mother's diner, attempting not to get sunburn, and possibly teaching her lazy cat a new trick besides "lay down." But that reality suddenly comes crashing down when her mother unexpectedly tells her a family from their past is moving to live in the same city as them. And that's not it; The Mom of said family is getting a job at Knight's Diner. Suddenly Nicki is thrust back into a life with her childhood best-friends she never expected to see again. She soon discovers, after secrets are revealed and a torrent of emotions are opened up, their identities aren't what she remembers. ~*~*~ "Who are you, Drew Patrick?" "Me?.....I'm nobody." *Trigger warning: This book deals with issues such as bulimia, child abuse, PTSD, depression, and self-harm. *Wonderful cover by @BloodyTurtle! *First Draft! *Winner of the Earth Awards Teen Fiction category! (August, 2018)

Give it enough time, and soon you'll be stuck in the dark void. Give it the right person, and you're broken beyond repair. For Danny Wilson, Harper Tate was that person. Now she can't find her way back.

❝She was pain in the form of the one who broke his heart.❞ All rights reserved. @ o p t i c a l i t y | 2017

100 Reasons Why You Shouldn't Commit Suicide. #FreeMentalIllness

(#7 in poetry 05/09/18) ❝your new prescription pills is my haiku and senryu poems.❞ A collection of Haiku and Senryu poems that were the result of all those experiences and memories that broke a human's heart. I sincerely hope that no one can relate to some of these. Thank you and enjoy! Copyright 2018 by Meg A. [gtfomaggie on Wattpad]

I named it April as it is known as the transition month of winter to spring season.I also wanted to capture the beautifulness of spring into this book.Thank you for reading and enjoy people :-)

[Book 3] *Highest Ranking #1 in DarkThoughts* Rescued after escaping the clutches of the underground, Alex is finally back with his newfound family. But is everything perfect? Now, having been through the ordeal of being captured again, Alex must bear the strain that comes with surviving. He'll need to learn to trust again - to let the Browns' and his friends in when all he wants is isolation. And with the threat of Razim in the horizon, Alex is a nervous wreck. Leaving him more than vulnerable despite his efforts. But is Razim truly the main enemy? Alex may be back, safe even for the moment. But that doesn't save him from....himself. >>>>*>>>>> You don't have to have read the actual Alex Rider books to read my series. Though I recommend you start with my book 1: After The End. *Warning* This book has some material that may be sensitive to some people. Rated PG-13 due to; Violence, self-harm, scenes of torturing, suicidal thoughts, mild language, and blood. Cover by GayathriSarvani.

these are all the thoughts in my head- uncensored, unstructured, and exactly as they flow out. this is a technique called free writing. which is why I call this free speech this is basically my diary. (this is the way I think I guess) it's cathartic, which is why I do it. I have good days and bad days but it helps more on the bad days. these are written randomly, whenever I feel like it, whenever I have too many thoughts and emotions and I'm overflowing (so it's kinda over dramatic) my mind (like everybody else's) is confusing, what can I say -alright I'm out-

"Her kisses tasted like destruction, she was poison. Slowly killing me and yet I'd never felt more alive." Jace has always admired Midnight from afar, stealing glances at her during class and at the cafeteria. He watches from a distance as she slowly fades away, starving herself to death and now lookin from afar just doesn't cut it anymore. He reaches out to her and tries to get her some help but Midnight isn't so willing. She thinks Jace does not understand what she's going through and doesn't see why he's fusing so much...until she finds out that Jace has an even bigger secret than she does. Will Jace and Midnight be able to help fix each other or will they end up destroying themselves in the process? Warning :: Mild themes of depression, eating disorders and mentions of selfharm and suicide. Copyright 2016 © All rights reserved to secretjellyfish. Enjoy xx

Keira is the type of girl your mom warns you about. It doesn't matter though, you'll still go after her. You want to change her. You'll think it's working. She'll pretend to love you, then break your heart. She doesn't care when you end up crying, because everyone told you to stay away. She's a flame and you get trapped in the blaze, thinking you'll never get burned because her fire is ice cold. You catch frostbite instead. A story about how people aren't what they seem. to be :: volume II #149 Teen Fiction 5/14/16 Completed 7/28/16

Amanda has spent her whole life running from her past but will she eventually learn how to settle down when a bad boy named Chase and her past come falling to her feet. And the age old question: is there a gun line between love and hate?

A book filled with short rants, stories, poems, thoughts ... whatever I've also decided to include some alternative scenes for the stories I've already written. Some of these scenes may be from a completely different time and can even be completely unable to happen in their actual book universe. A little fanfiction with my own characters just for a little fun 😁 Enjoy ❤️

❝Seduce me with who you really are.❞ ↠ All rights reserved. o p t i c a l i t y | 2021

Everything and anything people don't talk about. In poetry form I'm taking requests if you want me to write about something. It can be anything from Abuse to mental illness. Trigger warning contains content about self harm,eating disorders,abuse,sexual assault etc. Taking requests

No matter how much she doesn't want to admit it, Vanessa Dawson is still having a hard time accepting the tragedy that has been weighing her down for the past few years. The painful wounds and haunting memories inflicted upon her are still fresh and have not yet completely healed; and as indifferent and heartless she makes out to be, the cracks in her mask are slowly beginning to reveal her broken soul, piece by piece. [ book one of the pieces series ] [ beautiful cover by @XantheRowds ]

About a boy who must take the trip of a lifetime with the most unexpected companions in order to fulfil his grandmother's dying wish and discover everything that is extraordinary. *extended summary inside*

" after she loses her best friend rosemary to suicide, kate decides to writes letters to rose that might just help her heal. " 「 #108 in short story #367 in spiritual 」 copyright © 2017 by 15-year-old layla. all rights reserved.