Hi.
My name is June.
If you are reading this as one of my followers, you might know me as Fenne. But that has changed.
I have discovered myself, and I feel like a boy. So through all of my experiences that include a lot of mental health problems, I decided to write these stories to put my feelings into words, so to speak.
These stories are fiction, but speak of situations that could happen in real life, they aren't even uncommon.
If you feel any sense of discomfort reading this, you are allowed to put it down. There are no obligations. I just want you to feel safe and understood.
I'm writing this purely for myself, so to read it is your choice. Hence why there are no tags.
These stories speak of heavy topics, so this will be your trigger warning.
If any of these stories get to you, and/or make you want/need to talk to someone, or just feel the need to talk in general, let me know. I'm here to listen.
I just want to thank Olivia, for always being there for me, for helping me.
Now without further ado, if you feel comfortable, go to the next page, and let my little fictional world consume you.
With love,
June
YOU ARE READING
Be here
General FictionThey were all just as hopeless. Just as ruined. Yet all for different reasons.
