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Older Peter Pan X Older Reader: Part 31

You awoke to the sound of old wood softly creaking and shifting here and there. You opened your eyes to find yourself in a tiny wooden room that was faintly lit by the fading sun through a port window hole. It was fortunate that you were lying down on a small bed because a slight wave of nausea overcame you as you tried to sit up. The sudden force of it forced you to lie back down again. You were beginning to grow incredibly weary of constantly passing out and waking up feeling weak and disoriented. You felt a bit like Alice in Wonderland always blundering into the next impossible scene from this dark fantasy land with no foreseeable end in s

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Older Peter Pan X Older Reader: Part 31

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I was Lost

There was a fog in front of me, My eyes saw no more than three inches forward. I stumbled through the haze. I tripped, I fell, I bled... The days in the fog seemed endless. But at least I wandered without hunger. At times I would sit, At times I would cry. There were shades around me, Faceless, shuffling shades. I'd talk to them, at times, When the emptiness grew too heavy to bear. They never did reply. It was never painful in the fog, It was never dangerous, It was simply as it was. A place where shades shuffled, Never seeing more than three inches ahead... - Written by Siddhartha Chen, 10th of February 2015, for Michel-le-

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I was Lost by WordOfChen, literature

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I was Lost

Open Up by WordOfChen, literature

Empty Head by WordOfChen, literature

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Your life is not a British television show by HecticHarmony, literature

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Your life is not a British television show

People on social media sites tend to glorify things that hurt. They brag about things that people struggle with. Mental illness is not a label. It is not a badge nor a privilege or something you have to earn. People suffer, they battle voices in their heads that they do not even recognize. People struggle to tame their inner demons and keep up an image that the world expects them to uphold. Mental illness is not cute, being so anxious you cannot speak is not a quirk. Relying on people to take care of you is not romantic. News flash! Your life is not an episode of Skins The idea of Effy and Freddie is fictional, no one is going to save yo

Shall I Bring You Despair? by WordOfChen, literature

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Shall I Bring You Despair?

And so it has come to this. The great hero stands poised, Sword pointed at the demon king. It is the stuff of legends is it not? Yet, my objective is already complete. For I am not a simple nightmare drawn from your feeble fairy tales. Think about it, if indeed you can: Today you'll kill me, And raise my head before a baying crowd. You'll show your acquisition proudly And the people will welcome you. In the first weeks, There will be feasts and festivals. Dancing and debauchery. All to celebrate the hero's victory. And then? Then you'll become a king, And eventually an emperor. You will rule all the lands with fairness and equality. A

Depression... by MikkiMarie, literature

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Depression...

No, depression is not just getting sad. It's a constant sadness that melts into your bones, An indescribably heavy weight upon your shoulders, Never mind your heart and soul. It's believing so many lies (maybe because you've learned to accept them) And no longer appreciating your self-worth. Wishing you no longer existed, wishing yourself gone. Depression holds you back from your dreams And pulls you into a nightmare. It takes full control of your existence. It makes you never want to get out of bed, And when you finally do, You just want to get back in it. But you know the hardest part? Ignorant people. Just. Like. You.

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