Another Word For Mentally Unstable Novels & Stories

“No.” Jamie’s voice cracked. “Why are you doing this?” “Because,” Matteo said quietly, “Lucas believes you’re in a mental institution.” The words landed like a physical blow. Jamie staggered back. “What?” “You’ve been… unstable,” Matteo continued, his tone clinical now. “Paranoia. Insomnia. Emotional volatility. From Lucas’s perspective, it explains everything.” Jamie shook his head violently. “That’s a lie.” “It’s a narrative,” Matteo corrected. “One that keeps him calm. Safe.”

Guys, throughout this entire story, Gianna has never been in a healthy state of mind. I've pointed it out countless times because everything has been building toward this moment, where she finally reaches her breaking point. A gentle reminder, both as a medical student and as a fellow human being: please don't call someone who is struggling with severe mental health issues "stupid," "an idiot," "weak," or "annoying." Those words can do far more damage than people realize.

She’d have to be careful not to make it too obvious, although most people would probably take it as unbridled animosity. “It’s just a turn of phrase,” I said. “Like saying someone throws like a girl. Doesn’t mean girls can’t throw. Just that most of them look like a spaz when they do it.” “Twaddle!” said Flossie. Somehow everyone was getting the hump with me over nothing. Phil might have been a pro at getting people’s backs up, but I was a born natural. “Hey, let’s all bear in mind I had a difficult childhood and often say stupid things. Think of it as a mental illness, like Tourette’s, but in fully formed sentences.” This didn’t seem to appease them.

the bartender asked. “Yes,” she replied. He nodded and left them to get her a refill. “I just ordered another dose,” she slurred over her shoulder. Scott grunted. “Wait a minute? Is she crazy or something?” the man asked with raised eyebrows. “The correct term is . . . schizophrenia,” Scott whispered. “Shit,” the man sneered as he hopped up. “Thanks, doc.” The man quickly walked away and headed for the front door. Scott chuckled as he took the seat the man just vacated.

"After we conducted a CT scan, we found that Finn's mental instability wasn't caused by an external force. It was highly likely caused by some traumatic experiences in his past. Beta Jalin told me that he used to spend some time at the slave market, so I guess it could have had some negative influence on his mental health. Also, he has a phobia when it comes to soldiers in uniform. So I guess it might also have something to do with his mental health." "Do you mean that he's crazy because some soldiers might have done some unspeakable things to him in the past?" I clenched my fists. I couldn't even imagine what Finn had been through in the past. "Miss Lewyn, I would like to inform you that Fi

Please mom, let us not lower ourselves and act dirty like this. Jodi tried to make her mom changed its mind. But it seemed that the other party had already thought of it through and she even come prepare. "Insomia. Generalized seizures. Hallucination by mistaking a human being as a robot. What do you think psychiatrist call this kind of condition?" Jodi was silent when her mom started citing those things. The other party had not said it yet, but Jodi already had a feeling that she will not going to like wherever the direction of their conversation was headed to.

he stammered. I chuckled softly, a sound devoid of warmth. “Insane? No, Richard, that's a word too little to describe me. I’m just very, very psychotic, a maniacal deranged bi.tch. I've gone whacko, and I'm gonna show you just how sick I am. You’ve made a grave mistake, and now, you’ll pay the price. Your end is near, and it will be slow, it will be painful, and it will be at my hands.”

With a stiff neck, I turn away. I focus on the dumbass ABC's strip that lines the top of the wall. I know we have some special students, but does Mr. Williams really think it's necessary? Then again, here I am talking about psychopaths. Of course he thinks we're stupid enough not to know the alphabet without having to sing the song. "It's a mental illness that not only affects the host, but also the people around them. They become victims to the rotten thoughts that plague the psycho’s mind, driving them to do insane things," I force myself to continue.

- Says downcast In addition to being crazy, I realized that she is bipolar. Wolf, crazy, without judgment and bipolar, what could go wrong in this coexistence? I don't refuse your offer, I'm going to take advantage of your goodwill, at least today. - Great, do you have a speaker? Let's do it in style - Rejoicing - No - Arg. Go by cell phone.

“What- no!” “Then why do you wander around the woods unprotected? Why are you threatening Death? Are you reckless? Suicidal?” “No, I just...” my voice trailed off and I sighed in defeat. “You know why? It's because I'm crazy- that's the only explanation for my 'reckless' behavior and why I actually think I'm talking to the Grim Reaper. I've been hallucinating ever since I sat down in that church. I've finally lost it; the chemicals in my brain are piss-drunk and shooting dopamine like vodka. I'll wake up in the morning, moaning and clutching my head, then go home and commit myself to a mental ward.”