Anime Mental Breakdown Novels & Stories

I pushed my anger in the depths of my soul and decided to play along. "If you know that, then why would you want me to stay here? Who knows, you might be the next victim." I shrugged with a smile. His grey eyes peered into mine as if it was piercing through my soul — just like his father's. And then, there was his sarcastic smile again, "You can't kill." "Oh, really? Though everyone in the orphanage knows what I am capable of." "Every coin has two sides. Some humans are just not mentally capable of trying to understand the entire problem in order to solve it. What they see and hear is always right to them. In other words, they're total idiots." He winked.

The things that he knows, no one knows and now maybe only Zeeshant will ever know. Ankit took a deep breath and looked at him calmly before saying- "Trauma, panic attacks, nightmares, sudden breakdowns, internal injuries, external wounds, mental disorder, anxiety, severe depression, fatigue, weak immune, eating disorder, sometimes bipolar like behavioral depression and many more which we failed to identify because of her unresponsive behavior at the time." Ankit said, a wave of trauma passing through his mind aswell.

Alizeh: "I told you na babba, breakdown just happened today!" Varun: "Areyy, without any reason it does not happen, your last breakdown happened when people were not talking to you, you had misunderstandings with people, but why it happened today?" Alizeh: "It happens yaar when there is pent-up anger or hurt, and that breakdown was nothing!" Varun: "Did it happen because of me? Because if I'd hurt you that I am so sorry from the bottom of my heart!" Alizeh: "It did not happen because of you, you did nothing just chill please !"

"I have wanted to ruin you for months. But right now, looking at you... I cannot think of anything else. I want to hurt you, but I also want to make sure you never leave this hallway." Anji felt his mind fogging over. The M-ESSENCE was demanding more. It was no longer satisfied with the mental manipulation of the boardroom. It needed friction. It needed a release to stabilize the chemical imbalance that was tearing his cells apart. He felt his hands move on their own, clutching the lapels of Randy’s expensive suit, pulling him closer.

He made a zipping motion over his mouth and tossed the imaginary key behind him. ''No that's okay, I need the distraction,'' I told him trying my best to smile. If he wasn't here my mind probably would have gotten really dark again and, I'm pretty sure I would have had a breakdown. Having a mental breakdown at school would be terrible for several reasons. The main one would be that they would probably call Zack and, he doesn't know about my mental health and, the state of disrepair that it's in or has been in for the past ten or so years.

Dora replies, her expression unchanging as she says this, “But I do need you. I can’t get out of here without help. And what’s that old saying, ‘The enemy of my enemy is my friend.’ You hate Levi and Amber, and I hate their entire family. It seems like we’re on the same side these days.” Then again, I guess I don’t have room to talk when it comes to mental health. When I first got to the hospital, I was really confused. The doctors said that I’d had what they call a psychotic break. I thought I was following orders from the boss. But it turns out, he was just a figment of my imagination. It was all in my head.

I shrugged, nonchalantly. "What problems?" Instantly going into acting mode, I looked around nervously, then put a hand over my mouth as I leaned in, "Hey, I'm not supposed to tell anyone because of my Mom's work ethic. But Greg has mental issues." "He does?" The assistant's eyes widened. "Yes," I nodded. "He sometimes loses himself. Like a multiple personality disorder. So he has to take these pills or he'll be lost for a week or more," I whispered. That made the guy grimace.

I was so confused and frustrated, I just needed a break from him. I laid back on my cot and looked up at the dark ceiling. I couldn't really make out that many shapes and I assumed that was also concrete or brick or whatever. I let my mind wander back to Liam. I really hope he is okay. I don't know what I would do if he wasn't. Just the thought of Liam being injured, or worse, made tears spring to my eyes. I felt so useless. Why couldn't I just keep him out of this? The cement opened and light flooded in, blinding me momentarily. I placed my hands distantly from my face, trying to block out the light but still see what is happening. A couple of silhouettes blocked some light from view, getti

"What do you mean he hasn't been talking to anyone? What about his mother? Father? Sister and the rest of the family?" " Him no like to dey tell them things oo, the only pesin wey him like been dey with na wan useless girl like that (He don't like confining in them, the only one person he likes been with is that useless girl) she de make Oga do bad bad things and me no like the woman, so I notice say since when the girl die, Oga no de too get him self well well like before, if him bring her come here sometimes them de laugh, dey do like small small pikin, but now na to dey frown him face every time, he like you well well self coz na only you be the second woman him go bring here (The only

Henry slammed the door as he exited the room. "Are you okay?" Lorraine helped Andy. "I'm fine!" He ignored her and was about to go out the door. "May I speak with you for a moment? I'll explain everything. Please have a seat." Lorraine requested, and Andy obeyed silently. "Based on our observations, Kimberly may suffer from emotional breakdown or dissociative amnesia once she wakes. Emotional breakdown is when the patient remains unresponsive, unable to speak or communicate. Her mind will be completely blank." She explained.