Category Archives: Creative Writing

Upon the western edge,Pacific’s gray whispers fierce,Waves relentless and bold,Mysteries concealed in mist.Nature’s secrets etched deep,In rugged cliffs and trees. On the opposite shore,Atlantic’s gold embrace,Basking in warm sunlight.Tranquil, vivid beauty,Harmonious, timeless sands,A haven by the sea’s edge. Worlds apart, untamed, wild,Gentle, serene unique tales,Timeless under vast skies.

In the stillness of solitude, I sit alone, my soul shrouded in the weight of ongoing anxiety. The darkness that encroaches upon the corners of my mind is a relentless adversary, one that makes me question my faith. I often find myself in quiet moments, tears mingling with my fervent prayers, begging for relief, forContinue reading “Ch. 11”

The battle against anxiety is waged in the trenches of the mind, a relentless conflict that stretches from one heartbeat to the next. It’s a war without a clearly defined enemy, a shadowy adversary that seems to emerge from the depths of your own thoughts. But let me tell you, I refuse to surrender. IContinue reading “Ch. 10”

Anxiety, my relentless shadow, a phantom that haunts every corner of my existence. It whispers insidious doubts, painting a bleak future in my mind, where torment is the only constant, and the only relief lay in death. I grew resigned to the idea that I was destined to be forever tormented by this relentless beast.Continue reading “Ch. 9”

In the stillness of the night, I confront the tempestuous shadows that have wrapped their tendrils around my soul. These unseen forces challenge the very core of my identity, leaving me to ponder, “Am I losing my sanity?” Each morning, I confront a reflection that seems both familiar and foreign. The face that gazes backContinue reading “Ch. 8”

In the dimly lit corners of my mind, anxiety lurks like a relentless foe, a shadow I’ve tried to outrun, but it always catches up to me. Like a broken record, I’ve played the same song of desperation with the hope that one day the tune would change. The tune is not changing. It’s beenContinue reading “Ch. 7”

In the quiet moments when the world stands still, I find myself tangled in a web of guilt, like a spider ensnared in its own creation. It’s the guilt of inheritance, of passing down more than just genes to the most perfect of all of God’s creations, my daughter. She is beautiful, she is unbelievablyContinue reading “Ch. 6”

In the tranquil lull between the storms of my mental health, I once basked in the warm embrace of a long period of peace. For years, the tempestuous waves of anxiety had receded, leaving me with a sense of stability and hope. I reveled in the calm, feeling as though I had finally conquered theContinue reading “Ch. 5”

In the quiet alcoves of my mind, anxiety once reigned supreme, weaving its intricate tapestries of worry, uncertainty, and dread. But over time I discovered an unexpected source of strength and purpose within these struggles. I learned that my experiences with anxiety and mental health issues can be a guiding light, illuminating the path towardContinue reading “Ch. 4”

The weight of the world upon my chest, I was tormented by an uninvited guest. It crept into my life like a shadowy phantom, twisting its long fingers around my thoughts, a relentless storm in the confines of my mind. Constantly, it whispered poison in my ear. Every thought, every experience, every joy, it twistedContinue reading “Ch. 3”