- VENT/RANT HERE ♡︎ Ongoing
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- Parts 12
- Time <5 mins
This is a safe place to come when your feeling sad or su|cidal with no where else to turn. You're doing so great ♡︎ - The Darkness In Our Souls (depression, self harm etc poems) Ongoing
- Reads 999
- Votes 61
- Parts 31
- Time 5m
In this book I will write poems, stories or quotes about depression, self harm and things like that. Most are mine, but I also write things that I saw on the internet and found accurate or encouraging. Don't know how many chapters it will get, maybe only one, or maybe 50, we'll see. Anyway, enjoy, always try to be positive and never give up! update: I'm already at 300 reads! Thank you so much! - Waiting RoomWattpad Original Complete
- Reads 2,545,564
- Votes 115,785
- Parts 88
- Time 7h 50m
Everyone at school knows Andrew Jennings. Missing an arm. Openly gay. But when he meets star athlete Ryan Sullivan in therapy, can friendship lead to more? ***** When Andrew 'Jacky' Jennings ends up in therapy after an English assignment gone wrong, he doesn't expect to find his high school's star athlete, Ryan Sullivan, sitting in the same waiting room. After all, he and Ryan couldn't be more different: football captain, future valedictorian, and all-around nice guy, Ryan is the school's golden boy, while Andrew is known for his permanent snarl, being openly gay, and losing his left arm (along with his father and sister) in a car accident. But when Andrew learns they actually have a lot in common, he's surprised to see past the enigma that is Ryan Sullivan and his seemingly perfect life. And as the two boys begin to connect over their shared grief, depression, and teenage angst, they might just discover a little pocket of happiness for themselves -- if they're willing to fight for it. [Word count: 100,000-150,000 words] Cover designed by Lily Taylor Please read the 'Introduction' for a full list of content/trigger warnings - Just breathe Ongoing
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Short sad poems - You can do this Ongoing
- Reads 1,722
- Votes 52
- Parts 13
- Time 51m
A help and guide about coping with different mental disorders, situations and other things. - Anxiety🌙 Ongoing
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☁️Just how I feel everyday pretty much if you need someone to talk to dm me @troyesivanmendes on Instagram! ☁️ - ♡ 100 reasons ♡ // Random Ongoing
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100 reasons to hold on ❤︎ // Still a work in progress :) - Hurting Smiles Ongoing
- Reads 23
- Votes 0
- Parts 6
- Time 15m
one day i tried to say it hurts to smile because i was so sad, but i said hurting smiles and the idea for this book came to mind. it has to do with what depression is like and how i try to get past it. i wrote this to try to help anyone who may need it, but also to try to help me deal with my own struggles. feel free to message me if you need someone, i'm always here. stay strong, i believe in you. ~ ana ⚓️ - Dying inside Ongoing
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Why is it that teens suffering from mental illness are ignored and put down everyday? Why must they hide in fear of being judged for being unique and expressive? Here is an eye opener - Dark Thoughts, Light Being Sought: Poetry Collection Ongoing
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- Parts 4
- Time <5 mins
Sad poems, usually about depression. Trigger warnings will be at the beginning if necessary. Enjoy the poems! - We need help Ongoing
- Reads 68
- Votes 7
- Parts 12
- Time 7m
These are a collection of poems that I have written from times when I needed to write down my thoughts. I hope you enjoy. And if you ever feel like giving up or that you have no one to talk to message me. - Shadowland Ongoing
- Reads 60
- Votes 19
- Parts 8
- Time 10m
What is the shadowland? The shadowland is the dark space depression puts people in. This is not your cliché story of a girl with depression who meets some guy who makes it better. We live in a world where this usually doesn't happen. This book explains what it's like to actually have mental illnesses. It will be a combination of short stories, poems and posts. I hope that this book helps make people aware of the struggles of mental illness and stops them from brushing it aside as insignificant and unimportant. Those of you who do don't understand the mental anguish and pain it causes. Of can't be expressed in words but read on to get a small fragment if an idea of what it is like. I also hope it helps those with mental illnesses to realise that they are not alone and hope it somehow helps them. Remember, even though you may not realise it, you are some of the strongest people. You have to deal with so much every day. Not everyone would be able to survive through what you put up with on a daily basis. I hope that this book can become some kind of support network for those who need it. Stay strong. *Trigger warning* Please don't read if you may be triggered. I don't want to make it worse. You have been warned. Feel free to message me if you want someone to talk to though. - The Diary of a Broken Girl Ongoing
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- Votes 2
- Parts 1
- Time <5 mins
A collection of real-life diary entries surrounding the tragic life of a girl that doesn't realize anything is wrong until it's too late. Please realize that this is my first story, and it starts when I was 8 years old. I am not changing one word, except names, so it will have the grammar and diction of an 8 year old. There are not many entries up until now, so when I have gotten through what has not yet been destroyed, I will continue almost daily, using this as a real diary. I am only doing it on here to hopefully inspire a few people and make sure you all know you are NOT under ANY circumstances alone. Ever. I love you. - Some Skyscrapers Fall Ongoing
- Reads 168
- Votes 5
- Parts 7
- Time 14m
---PREVIEW--- After I was dropped off at home from rehearsal, I could finally just sit alone and cry. As soon as I walked in the door, I ran downstairs, locked myself in the bathroom, sat down, and started sobbing uncontrollably. Normally I felt okay after a good cry, but it just didn't feel like it was enough anymore. I ran into my room and began frantically searching for my new package of little pencil sharpeners. When I finally found it, I ripped a green one out of the package and then grabbed a screwdriver and ran back into the bathroom. I began chipping off the sides of the pencil sharpener and digging out the plastic that was holding the blade. When i had dug deep enough, I shoved the screwdriver under the blade, and kept pushing on it until the blade finally popped out. I took the screw out of the blade. I put the blade right to my wrist. And without a second thought, I started repeatedly sliding the blade into my wrist, digging deeper each time. The sight of the blood flowing out of my wrist made me feel even worse about it. But for those few moments while the pain took over me, I forgot all about the events of the day that had led up to this. And that's all that really mattered to me.
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