Healingprocess Stories

A short story This story gives a peep of a male figure who is looking to come to terms with his past and looking to grow through the hardships most male figures fail to go through Love, Trust, Generation errors and growth

Sooner or later, I will heal, all the wounds will heal, my heart is going to be just one big piece and not a bunch of them. I will forget him, I won't love him, I will be just around nice people, but I don't think that I will manage to stay alive till then. Everything just sucks so much to be honest. So, I will reach all my goals in my next life, but what... what if this is our only life, what if after death, or souls stays dead, just like our body. My soul is tiered, I don't think that it would like to live, not now and not in another life. Why shouldn't I take the pain from my soul away, why should I stay alive and watch my soul suffer?

❝ YOU ARE THE BEST THING THAT EVER HAPPENED TO ME, IZUKU! YOU BRING AT THE BEST IN ME! YOU MAKE ME WANNA TRY TO BE BETTER! ❞ midoriya x fem!reader 𝐁𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐘, midoriya izuku by: @cherishtheyears

Born into hardship and raised without parents, Aaliyah Johnson's life is a daily struggle against poverty, loneliness, and betrayal. But through the pain, she discovers an unbreakable spirit and the power of hope. This is a story about finding family in unexpected places, healing old wounds, and rising above the shadows to create a future filled with light.

This piece is very special to me and perhaps one of the pieces that I highly favor. When I wrote it I had dear friend in mind. I dedicate this to him. I was actually quite hesitant to upload it here on Wattpad but I decided to anyway. I could have added this piece to my other writing collections "Random Hats" but I believe it deserves it's own spotlight. I also thought it was kind of neat that it's been exactly one year since I originally wrote this. Happy Anniversary? (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)

"Every night I sleep with a bitter reminder that what we have is nothing but never." We all know there's pain to expect in heartbreak, and that we become a mess with the heartache, but not a lot of people speak about their struggle to get over them in detail. In Cynthia's point of view, the first part of Loveless Lover talks about her journey in finding the truth behind her freedom from the clutches of her subconscious mind. This book is a record of how she struggled to see reality from a fantasy that enticed her for love that may never exist, all because her past love left her longing and made her missing in her own existence.

An introduction of poetry. These pieces of work are a journey. They represent the self discovery, hardships, and lessons I've learned in the last year or so. Hopefully, if anybody reads this, they'll see themselves in it, and will glean some sense of help, comfort, and direction from it. Pls be kind to this body of work, its my heart, soul, identity, and everything else in between. The good, the bad, and the ugly. (Authors Note: the book will be updated as I continue to write.)

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Healing has its own process. To heal you have take it one step at a time. Your healing journey will be different to others and there only you decide on the outcome of it✨

Today unfolded like a storm inside and out. Panic gripped me unexpectedly, sharp and sudden, reminding me of the fragility of control. Tears came freely, mixing with the music that carried my emotions, guiding me through the chaos. I faced moments of fear, the weight of past struggles, and the lingering echoes of being unseen or misunderstood. Amid it all, I cleaned my car, cleared the space around me, and protected my energy-small but significant victories that grounded me. I witnessed raw emotions in others too, stories of love, longing, and danger shared without filters, reminding me how intertwined human experiences are, yet how essential boundaries remain. I stood firm, silent at times, speaking only when necessary, honoring my own limits. Each step, from the mundane tasks to the internal battles, was part of reclaiming myself, asserting control over my life, and embracing clarity after chaos. Today was not just about surviving-it was about understanding, reflecting, and moving forward with strength.

Daniel never thought he would step inside a church-let alone play piano in one. At 21, his past is filled with gangs, drugs, and mistakes he can't erase. Back then, when his mother begged him to come to church, his answer was always the same: "It's boring. Why should I go?" But everything changed. Now, two years after giving his life to God, Daniel spends his days on the very streets that once nearly destroyed him-telling anyone who will listen that no one is too far gone to be saved. Then he meets Isabella. She isn't looking for faith. She isn't looking for hope. And she definitely isn't looking for church-especially with a life tied to the same darkness Daniel escaped. After tragedy strikes and her world shatters in a single moment, Isabella is left with nothing... except a crumpled flyer from a stranger who once told her: "You're welcome anytime." This is a story about redemption, grief, second chances, and a God who never stops calling-even when we keep walking away.

If there is one flower that could symbolize Heaven Baylon, it is a rose. Exquisite and thorned. Both are perfectly imperfect. She has heterochromia, a disorder in which blesses her with a unique beauty that leads her into a hellish world. She was bullied severely including her late albino sister, Aster. She lives her life welcoming every sunrise as a tragedy. She wanted to quit so badly but her sister made her promise to live life and avenge her. In her process of healing she met Dome. He welcomes different foreign emotions to Heaven's heart. However, like a rose, she is bound to hurt people who attempt to hold her. 🖤🖤🖤 🖤🖤🖤 Mental Health Series Date Started: 11/22/22 Date Ended:

Trigger Warning: This story deals with sensitive topics such as self-harm, mental health struggles, and suicidal thoughts. Please take care while reading. Esther a teenage girl struggling with the overwhelming pressures of life, mental health, and growing up. Battling dark thoughts, isolation, and a desire to escape, Esther finds herself drawn to the pool, a place that becomes a metaphor for her internal struggles. As she falls back into harmful habits, she faces moments of crisis and deep self-doubt. But with the help of therapy, her family, and small moments of self-realization, Esther begins to slowly rebuild her life, learning that healing is not about perfection but about showing up for herself. In the end, she faces the pool once more, not as a place of escape, but as a symbol of her growth and newfound strength.

my year long healing process of my breakup with my first love.

dear past self, we have to break up now. It's time for me to finally move on. !! trigger warning !!

Kadang hidup tuh gak salah arah, kita aja yang belum berani berubah. Ngerasa stuck itu wajar, tapi jangan kelamaan di situ. Mulai dari satu keputusan kecil: ubah diri lo, ubah lingkungan lo, dan mulai ambil langkah nyata. Lo gak harus sempurna, cukup konsisten. Tulisin tujuan lo, ukur progress lo, dan berani bilang "nggak" ke hal-hal yang gak sejalan sama mimpi lo. Karena versi terbaik dari diri lo gak akan datang kalau lo masih nyaman jadi yang sekarang.

Its just a short "Story" of what happened to a gurl. Few months of her life, described, so she could let go and complete this chapter in her life. | | | | | | v I am so sorry, if there are any grammar mistakes. My first language isn't english! I hope you'll like it tho :)

"Nandito ako ngayon sa lugar kung saan nagsimula ang lahat, habang umuulan at nakatitig sa kawalan" * Paano kung yung taong ginusto mong makasama ang siya mismong sisira ng pinangarap mong pamilya? Magagawa mo parin bang magpatawad?

[ please let me hide, i feel so weak ] a collection of short stories, and poems written by me.

Mary faces the end of her relationship with Jason, finding solace in friendship with Annie and James. But new encounters stir old emotions. Will Mary find closure, or will the past continue to haunt her?