Dependency Stories

"I lie every day. Every. Blessed. Day. I get up, I go to school and I lie. I lie about my happiness and I lie about my pain. I lie about how I'm fine, when really I'm dying inside." I said those words. And meant them. Because it's true, I live a constant lie. The only time I don't have to is when I paint. If only people knew the real me, the real Chloe. The one who's depressed 24/7, than they'd understand. Than it gets bad, really bad, and my best friend tells me to run away to find a new purpose in New York City. So I do. And I find out it's possible, actually possible, to not have to live a lie everyday. And let me tell you, it is the best feeling in the world. Hey y'all! Rosie here! Thanks so much for checking out my story. This is based off of when I had depression and if you have it or ever have please give it a read. I'm making it to show other people how we feel everyday, because I wished someone did that for me. Thanks, y'all are the best!

The Quiet Struggle follows the poignant and emotional journey of Katherine "Kat" Greene, a once-vibrant teenage girl whose life is forever altered after a devastating car accident. Left with severe brain damage, Kat wakes up in the hospital with little memory of her past and a future she cannot comprehend. Struggling to piece together the fragments of who she once was, she faces a world where even the simplest tasks are now overwhelming challenges. Unable to control her body, Kat is forced to rely on others for care. She wears diapers and needs assistance with basic tasks-her body and mind no longer in sync. Her speech is fragmented, her thoughts a jumble of confusion and frustration. Once independent, Kat is now like a child in an adult's body, seeking answers to questions she can't even fully express. As she navigates this new reality, Kat's emotional journey becomes one of quiet resilience. Through the compassion of her devoted mother, who remains by her side, and the support of her caregivers, Kat begins to find small moments of hope, discovering that despite her challenges, there is still a spark within her-a will to connect, to heal, and to reclaim a sense of herself. In this intimate and heart-wrenching exploration of identity, memory, and the power of human connection, The Quiet Struggle invites readers into the mind of a girl fighting to find her place in a world that feels both familiar and foreign. Through Kat's eyes, we learn that strength doesn't always come in loud victories, but in the quiet determination to keep going, one small step at a time.

Part of a poetry challenge to write one poem a day during May 2026 based on the given prompt. Prompts will be used as poem titles.

Two young people, navigating life while leaning on each other. Through the years, they have grown to smile and weep together. If someone were to ask them where home is, they might even share a knowing glance. Yet, sometimes, it might not be remotely close to enough. Perhaps, their relationship never was.

She owns him. Not with chains or collars - though he wouldn't mind those. She owns him with silence. With cruelty. With the way she smiles at other men but never at him. And still, he'd kneel. Still, he'd kill for her. Still, he'd die if she asked. Because he was never meant to be loved. Only used.

Evelyn Hart expects her life to be ordinary. Instead, she inherits a flower shop from a great-aunt she barely knew, along with a letter that offers no explanations and far too much encouragement. Soon, Evelyn discovers the shop's true secret. The seeds she plants do not grow into flowers alone. When they bloom, they become men. Beautiful, conscious, and deeply dependent on her, each man reflects the nature of the plant that created him. They follow her, learn from her, and crave her presence in ways that are both unsettling and irresistibly intimate. As Evelyn navigates betrayal, desire, and a growing garden of impossible attachments, she must decide whether she is cultivating love, control, or something far more dangerous. Because once something blooms under her skin, it never truly lets go.

Zychaien Narvis lived a normal life. A university student with simple dreams, loyal friends, and a clear understanding of who he was. Until he met Xanthos Ismene. Mysterious. Powerful. Dangerous. The heir of one of the most powerful underground empires in the world. From the moment Xanthos noticed him, Zychaien's life began to change. What started as curiosity quickly became something darker. Possessive glances. Unexpected appearances. Silent protection. And a single kiss that shattered everything Zychaien believed about himself. But for Xanthos, it was never just attraction. It was obsession. A dangerous obsession that refuses to let go. As Zychaien struggles to escape the suffocating world of power, control, and desire surrounding Xanthos, he slowly realizes something terrifying, The more he runs... The closer Xanthos gets. And in a world ruled by power, secrets, and obsession... Love might be the most dangerous thing of all. Because in Xanthos' world, there is only one rule, What belongs to him... stays with him. No matter the cost.

a Mafia having a lap dog? Or the lap dog the one in control? do we know all the truth that is hiding? What is truth? What is lie? What is love? What is hate? ♦️ Gay alert ♦️ Jhope x Gong Yoo 🔹if you hate it just leave it.

With a very vivid and gruesome past, Deilah is stuck with the mafia and it's boss, Tracy, him being the only thing she really cares about. It really didn't matter if she were stolen or not. He gave her a home, food, and all she had to do was kill a couple of people and be a good little lover for him, not that she minded. Both with a hot temper and a hate for being wrong, they butt heads a lot, which usually involves her and him in a heated make-out session. But as perfect as this life may seem, this is still a mafia. So now, she has mafia princess Celine out for her head, and the biggest mafia boss in the whole state after her Tracy. Can she protect Tracy, even when he lies, betrays, and uses her in the worst way she could have imagined? ...Who killed Deilah's family, and if it were Tracy, can she still love him? ::WARNING:: Innocence Lost may be rated PG13, but there is a heavy amount of cursing and other adult situations. Please do not proceed if your not capable of handling this.

In the heart of a shadowed forest, where no light trespass the leaves of the trees, there lies The Wooden Puppet...

When Michael, an introverted teenager watches his family go through a terrible separation, he struggles to find healing from his hurt and fears, without letting go of his most precious memory. But he doesn't realize has to exchange one for the other.

This is a true story about my life I really hope it brings awareness of domestic Violence and that you should never be treated that way no woman or man should. In the story I talk about how I went from being in a great family home, to being homeless/highschool drop out, to getting in a violent relationship and how I got pregnant with my beautiful baby girl who saved and changed my life. I need to share my story because writing has always helped me

Lexie's world orbits one person: Michael. He's steady, certain, the only one who's ever really seen her. Their bond runs deep, built on loyalty, trust, and shared scars. But when the world around her starts to glitch - people repeating, scenes looping, things vanishing - Lexie begins to question what's real. Is Michael her anchor or the reason she's unraveling? A dark, intimate story about love, control, and the terrifying comfort of belonging to someone completely.

You can't have a bully that was closer to you than mine, sometimes he would go away for months but he would always visit you never leaving you alone for too long. It's really not fair the problem I have is that can never ever get away from him not at my age. So I will endure and I'll try as much as to hold on to the little bit of sanity I have till I can finally get away from me that I promise you.

poem about people's dependence of drugs to get them through life.

In the midst of helping others, you disappear. Trying to claw your way back into you, you faint away from once was. Four broken souls and only so many tape to hold each together. Sometimes I wonder to myself, "How much longer before they slip through the needle and thread?"