Selfreflection Stories

There is no such thing as happily ever after. It is about what comes after- when love erodes, when responsibility is neglected, and when faith is forced to reconcile with reality. Rupturing the illusion of calm. Not to comfort but to examine. A repudiation. A reminder not to go back to that point again. Warning: Contains themes of sexual abuse and abusive behaviour. Some readers may find this triggering. Please proceed with care.

Trying to become the man my son deserves - one day at a time. This is me. Every day, trying to be a better man - even when I don't feel like one. A mess of thoughts, failures, wins, and everything in between. This is my journey in real time, raw and unfiltered. I'm not writing for attention. I'm writing for release. I pray that someone finds solace in the words on these pages. This is an ongoing journey with daily entries. It will be long. There will always be something to read. I think of this as a rough draft to a future published book - if I'm lucky enough to make it that far. Because of how I'm writing this, there won't be hundreds of parts. A new part begins each week, and daily entries live within the current week. Simple. Honest. Consistent.

journal entries from a girl that is either in love or insane. When life goes right or wrong this girl is just gone.

This book does not offer comfort in the way people usually seek, rather I in this book try to offer you questions that may help weaken the false certainty (which I would like to believe is what I am doing). I in no way promise any single "correct" way to live , in fact , I too am on the journey to find my "way of living". I repeatedly ask you to notice what you have already "assumed", what you have swallowed without chewing, and what you have called "normal" simple because everyone else calls it normal.

A place where I share my insights and experiences to help young Muslims and non Muslims to figure out their relationship with Allah.

Monologue of 25 y/o person, facing major life transition

Discover my world!

Lilies in Quiet Places is for the moments when loneliness feels overwhelming and anxiety won't stay quiet. It speaks to the silent battles, the heavy thoughts, and the feeling of being unseen. Yet, like lilies blooming in hidden spaces, it gently reminds you that even in the darkest stillness, there is hope, softness, and you are not truly alone.

A collection of fragments from a silent heart and a wounded soul - emotions of pain, longing, love, and quiet hope, scribed by pen and bleeding through ink.

Some stories don't end - they linger, like April rain on quiet days. 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 is a collection of moments that exist in the in-between - where beginnings feel uncertain, endings arrive softly, and emotions refuse to fade completely. Each poem captures fragments of connection, loss, growth, and quiet realization, unfolding like petals that never fully close. This is not a book of perfect endings. It is a book of almosts, echoes, and afterglow - of feelings that stay long after they should have left. Step gently into 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚, where every page holds a piece of something once felt, and never entirely forgotten.

They took her wings, Put string on her, She smiles, she dance With her wings no longer intact. A perfect image, a story forge Will she reclaim who she is? Or will she let the strings control her? The answer lies, for everyone to see. The door is open and I once again welcome you into my world.

Read this when your head feels too heavy to carry alone.

A collection of poems featuring discussions about sapphic relationships, metal health, and self-reflection. Any music or pictures used will have rights reserved by the creators.

What happens when the world goes quiet, but your mind doesn't? 𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄 isn't a story. It's a series of moments, the kind you don't talk about in daylight. The kind that sit with you when the room is dark, when the clock is too loud, when sleep refuses to be kind. These poems don't ask to be understood. They ask to be felt. From fragile beauty hidden in unexpected places, to silent battles no one sees, to thoughts that linger somewhere between breaking and becoming, this collection moves like the night itself-soft, restless, and a little unforgiving. Some poems will feel like comfort. Some will feel like confrontation. And some will feel like they were written from a place you've been trying to avoid. Read it slowly. Or don't. The night doesn't rush. And neither do the truths waiting inside it.

Have you ever felt that feeling That feeling in which your birthday is in a few days and you can't just wait for it to pop in the blue, the feeling that you Just want to make yourself special and focus on yourself. Through out this four months of the year I had the toughest times it my life, I had a couple of accident, fell sick and got drowned in studies and exam, that for once I thought I wouldn't make it to the day everyone shouts "happy birthday" to me. My name is olive crownstar I am thirteen years and four months old and this is my story

A personal and introspective journey into the mind of a writer who questions everything around him, including himself. Through thoughts about identity, personality, and the weight of unanswered questions, the book explores what it means to live with a restless mind that never stops searching for meaning, even when the answers are hard to find.

A chaotic diary written by a mentally unstable teenager trying to survive school, relationships, identity and her own thoughts. About friendships, fear, anger, school and all the things I can't say out loud. People here are named after teas and flowers for privacy reasons... or maybe because it's easier to process that way, for they don't actually feel real. (Idk why I'm doing this. Could this be considered a vent..??)

A collection of poems written across different seasons of my life- grief, love, accountability, and everything in between. This is my diary, just in verse. Hope you enjoy 💝.

Behind every quite smile is a story left untold. This poem is for the ones who learned to hide their pain, carry their burdens in silence, and wait for someone to notice the signs.

All the things you cannot say to someone sane.