Overwhelmed Stories

This story was all about a person who feels numb and overwhelmed by her own emotion, who suffers in silent and a person who feels suffocated.

Druvi has always lived inside her head. To the world, she's calm, cheerful, the dependable eldest daughter who holds everything together. But behind that quiet smile is a mind that never stops - replaying conversations, questioning choices, and dreaming of a life that feels a little more like the ones in her imagination. Born into a family where love often hides behind raised voices, Druvi learns early how to keep her feelings small. She watches, listens, absorbs - and when she can't say how she feels, she turns it into stories in her head. But then love happens. Not the fairytale kind - the real, messy, confusing kind that makes her question everything she thought she knew about herself. It's the kind of love that forces her to choose between what's expected of her and what her heart quietly craves. Told through moments of truth, imagination, and heartbreak, Letters She never sent is a tender coming-of-age story about overthinking, family expectations, and the courage to finally be seen.

What happens when May a sweet girl with autism has been told her whole life that she is a mistake but will that change when she goes to live with her brothers

Alastor hates age regression, but he doesn't realize he's doing it until it's too late. When Angel Dust hears a little hoof stomp in the room above his, he goes to investigate. Wrote this as platonic, but can be read as romantic too I think. I like age regression and nonverbal fics because I tend to do the same things but don't have anyone to really go to when I feel little or just bleh, soooo projection.

Honeymoons for werewolves aren't easy. You've got to worry about the changes, about food, about privacy, about the extensive damage bills caused during rough 'cuddles'... not to mention the kids. And on top of that, there's rumours about a disease spreading through all bitten werewolves? And Nick, Anne's mate, thinks he's twenty years younger again? Things were never simple with Nick. Now they're going to go to a whole new level of complicated. Nick, an American, and Anne, an Australian, have had a crazy three years. Met in New York, fell in love, Anne was kidnapped, assulted for ten months, and escaped. Somehow managed to keep pregnant between attacks, marriage, and hunting the bastard down that hurt her. On top of that, she had to come to terms with being a werewolf, and that it wasn't as fluffy, easy or sweet as some movies liked to make out. It was a pretty steep learning curve. Nick, her husband, has been making it easier. He isn't a high ranking werewolf, he isn't ever going to become an Alpha, and he is sometimes pretty clueless about things. She is more than happy with that. So they delayed their honeymoon for some pretty good reasons. But two years of 'hidden' groping and attempts at some private time while the toddlers are set onto unsuspecting family has gotten everyone more or less sick of it. So two weeks away should be fun. Right?

Depression quotes.

The United States is defeated by the Axis powers, the mighty US military has been destroyed and been ordered to stand down. But Chester W. Nimitz in command of a fleet in the South Pacific Ocean, refuses to surrender. However when a joint Japanese and German fleet in the pacific catch wind of the last fleet they rush to destroy the fleet. Every sailor and airmen, aboard the ships must set aside whatever differences they have and work together, to... Make... Every... Shot... Count

just my rambling, my state of mind. I write these when I feel a panic attack coming, or after it has come. Just expect that it's just my flow of consciousness, so it's a mess. It's sort of my diary, to clean my mind. I don't expect anyone will read this.

Chapter One throws you straight into chaos. The streets are alive with desperate energy, every corner filled with people ready to fight, flee, or survive. Cars screech, pavement cracks, and the air is thick with tension, smoke, and the smell of survival. Amidst it all, I roll in like an angel untouched by the madness, scanning, laughing, and trying to navigate this festival of chaos without losing myself. This isn't fiction-it's real-life street apocalypse, raw and unapologetic.

In a rainy night, a couple's broken-down vehicle leads them to meet a childless woman, Sandra, whose life transforms when she meets their adopted daughter. A mystical past-life bond unites them, and the child finds a loving mother. Sandra's sorrow turns to joy as she adopts the little girl, filling her life with love.

Bella Pilon's innocent life is gone when she meets the man dressed in black. She is warned to watch out in her dreams. That night, her dream is rife of dangers and terror. The dream repeats, and she sometimes wakes up with scars. She refuses to tell anyone if her dreams. Will she be able to cope on her own? Or will she be taken by surprise?

Arabella is a girl just starting high school soon but has an upcoming end of school/year event. Shes quiet and reserved and doesn't like to go up to people or talk much, Arabella enjoys doing her hobbies all day. Photography, sketching and especially listening or making music.

There will be some inappropriate parts so if you don't like then don't read please and thank you. " Richie I-I love more then anything. Your really beautiful to me, your curly hair to your big feet that are always in the way and cold." Eddie started brushing a strand of curly hair off of Richie forehead. " I adore your glasses, I always have. Your precious smile-Richie, everything about you is unique and special." Eddie settles into Riches lap more, thighs trapping Richie in place. Richie flushed at the praise, but something in the back of his mind told him he wasn't good enough for the beautiful boy in front of him. And maybe he liked.....Henry. ( still writing )

You can get caught in small moments, whether they are yours or ones you have observed from outside of the frame. Small moments that can last eternities, or big moments that can pass too quickly. They can mesmerize, confuse, irritate, and warm us. From the eyes, through the mind, and felt by the heart, here are descriptions and criticisms of stupid little things. A.k.a. cheese

Possible triggers. I will be going deep to try to describe emotions... some I will not really have names for because I may not know what kind of emotion I'm hoping with this, that people that may experience these things.. it will help them and they'll realize they aren't alone. Also that those who have friends and family members who may experience these things, hopefully this will help them understand what those loved ones are going through and help them react to it. If you like one please tell me in the comments why If you don't like one please tell me what you may not have liked. Thanks

So i basically write poems when i feel overwhelmed I dont know if they good or bad Most of them are written when i'm sad so yea.

Refer to the first part of the book: Gotta Be Me with 1D

Here's a bunch of journal entries that have been written over the last couple years by a girl who has been struggling with anxiety, depression, suicidal thoughts, and eating disorders.

This is a short-story poem