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Wrinkles

Wrinkles

A Story by kelly


The beginning of a short story that I just began today. I am thinking to have this main character narrating several short stories about her patients.
jack

jack

A Story by AidanTonbridge


Don't know why but started drawing a bird's head, that turned into part of a box, that turned into a toy. The dialogue below came as a result. Calli..
IN A SPIDER'S WEB.

IN A SPIDER'S WEB.

A Poem by Terry Collett


She’s well aware of the psychiatrist’s superior sense of air, as if he didn’t stink after a hard won s**t, she thinks to herself sit..
The Puppeteer

The Puppeteer

A Book by Y.Nirvana


What happens when your psychiatrist goes crazy?
For The Sake of Sanity

For The Sake of Sanity

A Story by MichelleJW


Is it hard losing a friend even if they're not real?
SITTING ON BALZAC'S LAP.

SITTING ON BALZAC'S LAP.

A Poem by Terry Collett


A GIRL SAYS SHE SAT ON BALZAC'S LAP BUT HER PSYCHIATRIST DOESN'T THINK SHE DID
WELL HE WASN'T.

WELL HE WASN'T.

A Story by Terry Collett


A MAN AND HIS WIFE IN SESSION WITH A PSYCHIATRIST.
The Hour of Release

The Hour of Release

A Story by Y. Zheng


Everyone's been through hard times whether it's work, family, or personal. Therefore, it is important everyone take a little breather sometimes to ta..
Down the Rabbit Hole

Down the Rabbit Hole

A Book by Lourisa


A memoir of what it feels like to suffer from major depressive disorder (the diagnosis was later changed to bipolar disorder 2) and also what it feels..
Introduction

Introduction

A Chapter by Lourisa


A description of the events leading up to admission to the psychiatric ward.
Psychiatrist

Psychiatrist

A Poem by RuthCalderMurphy


PsychiatristYou pick at my brainlike tapas...Like tapestry,embroidery,un-picking me,You revelin my unravellingand reveal glitchesin my stitches.You Fr..
HT 01 "Golden Day"

HT 01 "Golden Day"

A Chapter by dw817


I felt the weird whir-chk-chk in my head start up. My teeth started to chatter, and I knew I was ready to hurt someone now. But I kept it in check, li..
6 Months to Live

6 Months to Live

A Poem by Rose Black


It’s as if he told me I had 6 months to live. What other way is there To react When they tell you the truth.

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