Self-hate Stories

Silk saree. Diamond necklace. Red lips. A wealthy man's possession. A mistress. Her fingers slowly touched the fading bruise near her collarbone before quickly moving away, as though even she could not bear touching herself anymore. Outside the locked bedroom, laughter and music echoed through the mansion halls. Another party. Another night where powerful people would stare at her with curiosity, pity, or hidden mockery. "That's Abhinandan Varada's mistress" "She used to be a classical dancer, right?" "What a waste." The whispers never ended. Ahalya closed her eyes tightly. Once, people looked at her with admiration. Now they looked at her like sin A knock came at the door. "Madam,""Sir is calling you downstairs." Her stomach tightened instantly. Fear had become instinct now. Ahalya wiped her tears before they could fall and forced herself to stand. No matter how broken she felt... He would still call. And she would still go. Because Abhinandan Varada always got what he wanted. Always. She slowly walked through the grand corridors of the mansion that looked more like a golden cage than a home. Guards lowered their heads as she passed. No one met her eyes. No one dared. There Abhinandan sat lazily on the couch, glass of whiskey in one hand, looking powerful enough to own the entire world. And maybe he did. But the moment his eyes landed on her, something dangerous softened in his expression. "There you are, little doe." The endearment made her chest ache. A year ago, she had been a rising dancer with dreams in her eyes. Now she trembled hearing a man call her with affection. He opened one arm toward her casually. "Come here." Ahalya stood frozen. Every instinct inside her wanted to run. But there was nowhere left to run anymore. Because the cruelest thing about Abhinandan Varada was not his power. Not his anger. Not even the darkness inside him. It was the way he destroyed her life... And then loved her among the ruins.

Living together was supposed to mean everything would be simple. But Taehyung can barely breathe when Jungkook is around. What no one knows is that he has been in love with him for far too long and it's slowly destroying him. Still, he would rather keep his distance than risk losing him completely. So he stays quiet. Pretends. Falls apart in silence. Jungkook only sees a friend who keeps pulling away. He doesn't know he's the reason why.

Her name was Diana. She never bothered anybody, and that, for some reason, bothered everybody. Soon enough, people started spreading rumors about Diana. That she wanted to take a girl's eyes out. That she was a horny bitch. That she was simply 'weird'. Could they say why they thought she was weird? Well, no. But she was always alone, like a freak. So there must have been something wrong with her.

A story about a heart that has been broken many times through all of the navigating in the endless sky. The peripheries that it adopted due to fear and terror, that are now a line it is afraid to cross. If it is broken, how can it risk it at all? All the dark and the light that life can be turned it into a plane with broken wings. Afraid to depart and leave the ground; just emprisoned to it now. In the airport, afraid of breaking again. So many chemtrails it left in the sky. So many that are being left. The representation of courage, adventure and infinity: ephemeral lines that leave a permanent mark in our memory. Heartplane. That's what it is.

Nico's been in the infirmary for a week, stupid 'health issues'. Sure he's inhumanly skinny, low on blood, PTSD, constantly tortured by nightmares, and terrified of himself but how bad can that be? One night he has had enough of trying to go to sleep and walks outside, sitting on the porch. A decision that proves to be one of the best he has ever made, though it's not much of a contest in Nico's mind. Can be read one-shots but in my mind is more of a story NO SMUT

A deep gathering of poems that make you look deep into your soul to discover who you really are. WARNING! If trying to recover from Ana bulimia self harm or any other depression forms proceed with caution

I lay there, waiting for sleep that never came. All I could think about was what had happened earlier today in my gym class. The bruise still stained my face reminding me of how worthless I really was.

Kimberly Mazent fell victim at the tender age of sixteen to Malik Wright. She was a naive little girl, who was lost and looking for love. All Malik had to do was say a few sweet words and she was head over heels. Kimmy was warned by those around her, especially her mother, to stay away from Malik. He was a monster, and a wicked, spiteful man. But, she didn't see him as so. To her, he was one of those rare gentle giants. But, she soon learned, Malik wasn't as gentle as she thought. Will Kimmy overcome the beat downs, degrading, and embarrassments Malik will put her through? Or will she sit back and continue to be his puppet?

Being a teen boy in the 21st century, diagnosed with depression is a hard life. It seems like girls want all the attention and they don't get boys have issues too.. This is my take on it. Enjoy Trigger warning

"You tell me that these blades are dangerous but so are my thoughts" (M.m) hello! my pen-name is anonima, i just write what i feel but if I'll ever have to label or give an idea for what im about to convey - it would be 'Self-hatred' so I'll start it by saying "To every human who once hated himself, its time to apologize"

Kurt is broken. Blaine wants Kurt. Can Blaine handle all the broken pieces of Kurt and glue them back together? 『【haitus】』 Start: 29 September 2018 End: ↛warning↚ - Foul Language - Smut (at the end) - Self Hate/Abuse - Domestic Abuse - Bullying - Gay Story Line If you are a homophobe, gtfo. Other than that, ENJOY∼

Poem of a wallflower

A girl's life full of perverted experiences.

If u go through shit and want to avoid ur shit read this. 17 female in high school going through life😂if u wanna hear things I have opinions on ask me

feelings i hided from u...

a collections of drabbles

Zoe is 16 years old high school student who is struggling with depression and she tries to hide it from everybody with a smile. At home Zoe's dad is abusing her and her mom doesn't seem to care. School isn't easy either there she is bullied almost every day. But what happens when she meets a girl while almost commiting a suicide?

Beautiful is weighing under 130lbs. Attractive is having the perfect hour glass figure. jealousy is watching your 128lbs best friend cries about being fat while your sitting on your couch eating chips adding to the fact that your already weighing over 170lbs I should slap her. I should slap her for talking shit, I should slap her for being inconsiderate of the actual fat girl sitting in this room. "I am so ugly!" she cried while studying her perfect hour glass figure in the full length glass. No, I am. I huffed passing by her to grab my self a soda from the kitchen. "I have zero time to put up with your drama today" I honestly told her. While sulking in my own emotions. ~ Kameala face a struggle of low self-esteem, self loath and seasonal depression due to her weight. She wasn't lucky enough like other curvy girls to live a normal teenage life, instead she was torn, broken and ripped to pieces before she entered adulthood. Now kameala is a grown adult who still can't move on or grew up from her past but when circumstances and faith gave kameala another chance she tries to change her pitiful life. Like a Phoenix kameala soar just when everyone and everything gave up on her. She soar above her self and her circumstances. ~ "You're not fat. You're a curvaceous woman" His hot breath send tingles down my spine and his lips that was lightly grazing the tip of my ears erupted a contagious wave of goose bumps on my skin. "Curvaceous" I mumbled, I like that. A wattpad novel. Chapter 1-5 edited 12/23/2019

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader POV: You Disclaimer: All photos, videos, names, places, events and other stuff mentioned are not mine. The only thing that's mine are the plot. Warning: Be warned that some of these involves mental illnesses such as depression. But I will try to make cute and fluffy ones too. ❤ -- Please follow this wattpad acc.: @SebStan_Imagines

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