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Random First Lines:It lives in the hole where the moon used to be. And for most of the worst part of the northern winter, over the last two decades, so have we.
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This is based on a true story.
It is about Catlin Wintz, an 8th grade girl suffering from bad anxiety, depression, self harm issues, bipolarness, and eating disorders.
Relapse to eating disordered coping mechanisms
This is my memoir which I wrote in 7th grade. Enjoy Techniques: (Psychological Insight)-(Self-deprecating humor)
Central Conflict: Me not being able to adjust to my surroundings.
The poem is about how I let myself get locked up for what someone did to me, how they hurt me, and I kept hurting myself for their mistakes. Not just one single person, it is meant for a whole bunch in different situations
A story about a teenage girl who feels she'll never be loved because of her weight.
Coming into "your own",overcoming obstacles and embracing the rocky path to transition inorder to achieve self growth, self acceptance and closure.
By Ian Dawn
I had a simple train of thought that grew into this. Which I think is so brutally elequant
Poetry | Updated Oct 21, 2013 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 6 | Likes: 5
I am not sure if this is supposed to be ranked as poetry.I just thought it was more suitable than the other categories.So it is just one of my "while depressed" works.
Poetry | Updated Oct 20, 2013 | Reads: 20 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
Everyone has felt this. Everyone has been caught up in it. I tried to see the damage my anger has done to the receivers of my rants.
My name is Cecily Morgan, but people call me "The Mistake". I was born into a horrible family. I've been through a lot. From being abused to not eating for days. As I've grown, I turned to food for comfort. I was never the child my parents wanted me to be. I was never the person I wanted...
Floating through my life. Through yours.
I'd love to hear your thoughts and interpretations on this piece.
By Tard Bockel
i finally understood how to see my pain disease as something positive.
Poetry | Updated Oct 11, 2013 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Most of us wear masks in everyday lives. We wear it so to not hurt other people. We tell them lies to protect them from pain. But what we give them is fake medicine. One day, we realize that us lying did not only hurt others, but more importantly ourselves as well. It was hurting us as well...
Within my mind
They speak all