Writing

True Story...

A Story by Quinn W

"Hey-oh, everybody ready?" my dad yells from downstairs. I quickly lace up my shoes and run downstairs. I'm almost out the door when I realize I've f..

Unsure

A Poem by Kaitlyn Raiford

Thinking back into the past when I had just found out I was pregnant, and expressing how I felt up until this point. This has not been read through bu..

The Goodest Girl

A Poem by LA Marshal

Written for my wonderfully silly little dog, who thinks cuddles and kisses can fix everything.

Numb

A Poem by Manaia Miller

This poem is about my personal experience with anxiety attacks

The Castle in my Mind

A Poem by Adrian R.

a poem by Avery R.

Iris (II)

A Chapter by Sam

Iris The rain finally stopped and the thunder decided to stop roaring. Rachel slowly rolled out of bed, stretching her long limbs as far out a..

Mindful

A Poem by Alex P.

A poem I had written awhile ago and recently found in a notebook that I typed up the other day

The Hole

A Story by M

A metaphor for how we can all get stuck in life, at some point, in many different ways.

Anxious Analogies

A Poem by BeckMcken

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keep fighting

A Poem by Allbet Casino Singapore

How am I supposedto keep fighting,keep this up.Exhausting,everything a struggle,my mind fullcan't focus.I need a causea single thoughtI can't find iti..

From Popular to Freak

A Story by Jennifer

The most popular girl in high school, Julianne, has kept her anxiety a secret from even her best friend, Maddie, and boyfriend Luke. At a school dance..

it took a while.

A Poem by Kai

every time my mother would say "see you tomorrow" before i went to bed, i always stopped. because i wasn't sure, if i would see her too.

D3X

A Poem by Lexi Hammond

Another night of no sleep and a lot of writing.

What I was up Doing

A Story by Kathryn Mote

I wrote this for my husband one evening when our communication was uncharacteristically quiet after another round with my mental illnesses. I never se..

Untitled

A Poem by ExulansisCity

The voice that whispers for blood whIle it watches me fall to pieces. An account from the perspective of personified self harm

#2 Told you so.

A Chapter by Hobi

i knew it. You told me i was wrong. you told me you were different. I’m not stupid. i know how people work. i fed into your words. i allowed mys..

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