Mental Stories

"Psychos can't fall in love" "Then you obviously havent met me"

Aren't asylum institutions supposed to make you feel better? What if I told you this mental hospital makes you see things, go crazy, or even crazier? Everything isn't as it seems in these here parts.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ أتـرونْيَـا بأثَركم مُـزهرة فلا تجعلوا من معناها يظهَـرُ في صَـفحاتٍ خلتْ مِـنكم ⋆. 𐙚 ˚ بقدرٍ من الألمِ حيثُ وُلِدَت معاناةٌ قادتها حروبٌ خلّفَت آثارًا .. قصّةٌ من عصر الأنوارِ تحكي روحًا من الأشجانِ لا تعرفُ حبورًا إلا قليلًا تحوي الجمَال نفسًا أخذت بكَ من القَدرِ حيثُ يُشِعُّ أملًا باتَ حرامًا كلّها حكايةٌ ستنتهي باقترابِ فناءٍ يبعثُ نيرانًا فحريقَا _________________ 1924 ∞ Atronia ★ ( not just a star.. it's all moon )

After a tragic accident, a girl wakes from a coma... but she's not the same. She doesn't remember her name, her family, or her past life. In fact, she's convinced she's an angel sent to Earth. But the truth? It's darker than anyone expected. As she unravels cryptic clues and forgotten secrets, she realizes some memories were buried for a reason-and some people would do anything to keep them hidden. WARNING; a little violence, but nothing too graphic!!! And some toxic relationship as well as self harm and suicide.

Es importante que la psicología sea cristocéntrica y no meramente antropocéntrica porque el ser humano no se explica plenamente desde sí mismo. Cuando la psicología coloca al hombre como centro absoluto, corre el riesgo de absolutizar la experiencia, el deseo o el inconsciente, convirtiéndolos en criterio último de verdad y sentido. Una psicología cristocéntrica, en cambio, reconoce que el corazón humano fue creado para algo más grande que su propio equilibrio interno: fue creado para Dios. Solo a la luz de Jesucristo, verdadero Dios y verdadero hombre, el ser humano comprende su herida, su dignidad y su destino. Cristo ordena la psicología sin anularla; redime la interioridad sin negarla; no encierra al hombre en sí mismo, sino que lo abre a la verdad, a la cruz y a la esperanza de salvación.

Some houses don't have walls. Some don't have corners. And some follow you long after you leave. Lucy learned to survive early - managing her mother's moods, moving endlessly, and becoming invisible to stay safe. By adulthood, she believed she had escaped her childhood. She was wrong. When she returned years later, hoping for reconciliation, she was pulled back into the same roles - and forced to confront a devastating truth about love, guilt, and abandonment. The House with No Corners is a raw, lyrical memoir about growing up too fast, being the emotional caretaker as a child, and the long journey toward reclaiming the self that was left behind. This book is for anyone who has ever wondered: Why do I keep choosing the same pain? And Who would I be if I finally chose myself?

Falling in love was never part of the plan. Claire loves movement, late nights, and the promise of somewhere else. Mirco loves music, quiet moments, and the idea of building something that lasts. Somehow, they find each other anyway. Between stolen kisses, sarcastic jokes, deep conversations, and nights that feel like they could last forever, love happens - fast and real. But when life asks them to choose, love suddenly isn't enough. A story about first love, bad timing, long distances, and the question everyone tries to avoid: Do you follow your dreams - or the person who feels like home? Szene: We resurfaced laughing, and I held her in my arms like a bride. "You're such an asshole!" she gasped, pushing her wet hair out of her face. "Correct," I grinned. "And you're kind of screwed." Her shirt was almost see-through. "I think you're doing this on purpose!" "I think you are," I shot back. "What do you want, Mirco?" I. Want. You. I said nothing. Instead, I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her back under water. Her legs wrapped around me, her arms around my shoulders. When we surfaced again, we were staring straight into each other's eyes. My heart was racing. Her gaze dropped to my lips. And then she kissed me.

Tw: Mental illnesses such as Schizophrenia, Depression, and being Bi-polar.

Some homes don't just hold memories; they hold grudges. Alex is back home, and through the lens of her camera, she sees that the apartment has been keeping a light on for her - in the eyes of something that shouldn't exist.

Just a journal to write my thoughts outside of writing and more about my life! All writing here is my honest opinion and so reading this is at your own fault, I wish to see no disrespect to it. If you don't like what I write here then just don't read it.

Follows the narrative of two essential workers in a mortuary who discovers a body-unclaimed and unidentified-where they must perform a post-mortem in secret out of fear that fortuitously ends in inexplicable occurrences that couldn't seem to leave *him* alone. NOTES: 1. This consists of disturbing themes with depictions of suicide and murder, though it depends how you think of it since I *really* tried my best to make it gruesome. 🥀 2. The leading inspiration for this one is Andre Øvredal's supernatural horror film: 'The Autopsy of Jane Doe.' 3. The novella is quite unhinged since it narrates the instabilities with a certain mental disorder-it doesn't exactly defend the character's toxicity, but rather narrates his own difficulties. Also, there are themes in this novella that may be sensitive to readers, so if you're not comfortable in such things, you don't have to read it! (By the way, if you see incorrect punctuation marks, ignore it, it's either I'm too dumb to comprehend it's usage or I simply found it 'enthralling')

A philosophical - ideological synth with some guitar solos.

Kaida thought she had survived the world once. She was wrong. She returns to a world that feels familiar but is more unforgiving than she remembers. The brightness presses too hard, the noise scratches at her mind, and every step she takes feels heavier than the last. Shadows shift, voices pierce, and the city never stops moving, never stops watching. This isn't her first attempt at navigating life here, and it won't be her last. With each choice, each fragile moment of control, Kaida must confront the void inside her and the chaos around her. One misstep could cost her everything she's learned, and maybe even her very existence. Third Try is Not the Charm is a haunting, immersive journey through fear, memory, and survival, where every heartbeat counts and the world itself seems determined to push Kaida to the edge.

The one who changed me to become a better version of myself was you. The one whom I wanted to save more than myself was you. -Pierce Kael

you should be scared of life as much as you're scared of death. // A Modern Tragedy, Volume IV | UPDATING DAILY FOR APRIL //

The ancient and tragic journey of the vampire Vittoria de Luca Bonenfant as she so vividly recalls. The struggles of an immortality she deems to be forsaken by God. A Christian who is loath to see her faith wain. A vampire with the profound inability to take mortal life and allow the warmth of human blood to make florid her pallor skin so that she might not be, in her view, this grotesque and perfect vision of conscious death. A vampire at a loss as she wanders the grey twilight- » » With you I leave my confessions, as in those wretched wooden rooms. Do with it as you like; tell it to your one, or to many, or burn it with my rosary, which I surely have blasphemed. How long ago the mortal soul in me was lost, I do not know. How long ago since I said, "Take me," with such hatred in my eyes. "Take me now from this cruelty!" But non, He would not. I know He has left me, my God, my Savior, my Abandoner, turned His crystalline gaze from my ruin. But with nervous hands and nervous breath did I pray to Him still, my breast cracked asunder as I strained to hear Him. But lo, that I heard the cold laughter of the Morning Star, and was blinded by the Son of Dawn. I said the words, "I will not go with you, Devil," and the Devil, who became the serpent of my rosary, and like a strange stigmata, bit my praying palm, pressed my fingerstips to his pallid lids, as though he felt a pull at his heart like so many strings. I loath him and do unto him cruel things. I like to do it. Because it is I, alas, who had become the Devil in the end, a savage Devil with sweet, ruddy tears at the rending of mortal flesh. Now, I daresay, no earthly living thing binds me to gracious mortal empathy, that mortal beating heart in its miserable rhythm. I have not eyes for their mourning visage, nor ears for their desperate cries. No heart for them. No heart. No heart that He may never forgive. #1 Poetic Prose #1 Musing photo credit: Laura Makabresku

Lee Minho? The one in room 143? He's escaped? Oh shit. Lee Minho was put in a mental facility due to his crazed schizophrenia and PTSD reactions. Han Jisung is sent to become his doctor. Well, that is, until Minho escapes. Somehow. And now it's up to Jisung to find his crazy patient who he may have developed something wrong for. Yeonjun, Soobin and Taehyun from txt are mentioned!!! Also, when this is finished I will do a version from Yeonjun's and Soobin's perspective! Please note that even though I adore TXT and have mentioned their members, I do not actually know that much about them, but when I finish this I will know a lot more and shall update this to fit their personalities and still the story!

Olivia and Karl, both can cross any boundaries to get each other.

🎧 Title: Mute Genres: Teen Fiction · Mental Health · Friendship · Coming-of-Age Content Warnings: Selective Mutism, Mental Illness, Bullying, Emotional Abuse, Physical Abuse, etc 💬 Synopsis: Thirteen-year-old May Crudence hasn't spoken to anyone but her older brother in years. She's selectively mute, an emotional empath, and tired of being seen as fragile. School is survivable-until Camila and her crew decide it's time to break her silence. Zee talks enough for both of them. Fast-talking, jittery, and always smiling, Zee is May's closest friend... but she's also battling early-onset schizophrenia and hiding a lot behind that grin. And then there's Isaac Panell. Kind, observant, curious Isaac-who may or may not be May's friend. Because sometimes he's laughing with Camila. Sometimes he's apologizing with his eyes. And sometimes, he's just... gone. He's the gay wild card. Three teens. Three truths. One school where silence is dangerous, and secrets are louder than words. 🌙 Characters: May Crudence - 13 years old - Selectively mute - Emotional empath - Speaks only to Owen (her brother) and sometimes Zee - Quiet, sensitive, smart-and so much more than what people assume - Her silence isn't weakness. It's survival. Zandra "Zee" Alinos - 13 years old - Diagnosed with early-onset schizophrenia - Hyper, talkative, and always on the move - May's best (and maybe only) friend - Her voice fills every silence-partly because she's afraid of what she'll hear if it doesn't. Isaac Panell - 13 years old - Gay, emotionally complex - Camila's tagalong... but maybe not by choice - Wants to do the right thing. Doesn't always succeed. - May trusts him. But should she? ✨ Mute is a story about trauma, friendship, betrayal, and what it means to be heard-even when you can't speak. 📚 Updates weekly. 💛 Add to your Library if you've ever felt like the quiet one in a loud world.

Rating: 17+ Primary Genre: Romantasy Subgenres/Elements: Character-Driven, Found Family, Military Fantasy, Elemental Magic, Political Intrigue, Slow Burn Synopsis: Fire doesn't ask for permission, it consumes. Celeste never asked to be extraordinary. When fire wakes beneath her skin and destroys everything she's ever known, she's taken from the quiet streets of Lahbell to the Southern Condinian Elite Academy-a fortress built to shape elemental soldiers from the ashes of fear. Inside its steel walls, rules are absolute, emotions are weaknesses, and failure is erased. But Celeste doesn't burn quietly. Between secret missions, rivalries, and whispered betrayals, she begins to uncover the truth behind Condinia's power, and the reason her own flames refuse to obey. Then there's Andrew: the soldier forged from fire and control. And Mark: the kinetic fighter who meets chaos with a grin. Both draw her in for reasons she can't name, and both force her to decide what her power is truly for-destruction, or protection. As darkness rises beyond the borders and loyalty fractures within, Celeste must confront the thing she fears most: that the fire inside her was never meant to be contained. Bound by Fire is a cinematic romantasy about survival, trust, and the bonds that are tested in war-where found family burns brightest in the shadows. Content Warnings: Graphic combat, PTSD, grief, military violence, and slow-burn romantic tension. Reader discretion is advised. You can also find my complete story on Amazon Kindle Unlimited Edition.