Mental Breakdown Meme Novels & Stories

I had become a broken vessel, shattered and discarded, just like the windows of my soul. As I stood there, swaying on unsteady feet, I couldn't help but feel like a mere pile of mud, trampled on by the world around me. My spirit was fractured, my hope shattered. But deep down, buried beneath the layers of pain, a flicker of defiance remained. A small voice whispered, "Maybe, just maybe, there's a way to piece myself back together."

Alexis said pouring me a cup of coffee. "Be careful baby. " Breakfast was very nice, I really ate to my utmost satisfaction. After breakfast, we all went to the movies and watched 'Dora and the lost city of gold', the movie was really nice and funny because animals were talking and that didn't make any sense but it felt like what Rosie would like. Through out the movie I felt like I was forgetting something and it kept bothering me because I hardly forgot things that are important and I felt like what I was forgetting was important. My hangover had already gone so I was really happy all day, after the movie we got ice creams and went to the park. When we got there the kids went to play then

I saw dullness and in his touch, I felt the coldness. I didn’t answer but I nodded Because I remembered everything and yes! I can remember everything now. The day when I had a breakdown because of what I discovered about my ex-wife. I drank because of my pain and frustration and when I crashed my car. I woke up with the bad news that my dad is dead. Wait, he is dead? no way! He is here with me. Alive and happy to be with me. I shook my head and denied everything that I remember that makes him smile again while still looking at me.

Tan stared down into the glass of whiskey he had in his hand. No matter how deep or how long he stared into the brown liquid, he couldn't get the image of Gabby's face, the last time he saw her, out of his mind. He really messed this one up big time. The memory of Gabby flipping free his hand was engraved in his mind. At what point would the alcohol stop the memories from intruding his thoughts, he often wondered and even after downing shot after shot. Even if he ever survived this phase of his life where he felt like his heart was ripped out of his cage whenever he was sober, his liver might have a hard time catching up.

In my case, I say the first fool is a fool, the second fool is dumb and the third fool is stupid. In my case, I have been a fool and and a dumb person but I am not going to be stupid anytime soon. Halley used to be someone I trusted with my body and soul. I could have laid down my life for her with no hesitations at that time. She broke me for the first time and still thought I did not deserve happiness and so went ahead to break me twice and now, she thinks she can just badge into my room and claim the position of my best friend and expect me to be all lovey-dovey with her?

That confident voice cut through the restaurant noise, and I looked up. It was an incredibly handsome face—and somehow familiar. Wait... where did I know him from? Why did my brain always short-circuit at moments like this? "Still drawing a blank, huh?" He leaned in closer, and his smile triggered a flood of memories. Those high school days, That moment of teenage cluelessness. "Mrs. Reynolds! Ella's passing notes in class!" I'd been caught daydreaming, and someone had ratted me out. I spun around to see the same troublemaker grinning at me.

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My life was draining away. "Austen!" I heard her voice. That familiar, worried voice. She ran to me, kneeling by my side. Her hands pressed against my wound, silver healing light desperately trying to mend the damage. But the injury was too severe. Even her power couldn't save me. "Evelyn..." I struggled to look at her. My vision tunneled to black. My consciousness frayed at the edges. But just as I slipped into nothingness, a dam broke in my mind. The flood wasn't a vision. It was a torrent of memories. My memories.

“I just – I broke the mug.” He stared across the room at it, then turned back to her, one dark eyebrow raised. “You broke it from all the way over here?” “I – I…” She looked down, ashamed and angry. “I threw it.” “OK.” His voice was low and calm; the perfect tone for placating the crazy lady, she figured. “Why’d you do that?” “Because I’m fucking useless!” she said. “I can’t remember anything about the software I need to do my job! How the hell am I supposed to work when my brain is so fucking broken that I can’t even design a simple ad?”

It was not a question. 'Yes we did,' Roman said smiling. 'She is beautiful,' Adrian complimented and we all thanked him for that. 'Why do I feel so weak?' Adrian asked. 'Because you foolishly walked into a trap a bimbo set. I will get the doctor,' Roman said looking angry as he left the room to get the doctor. His mood sure shifted fast. 'What is he talking about?' Adrian asked looking confused. 'You don't remember?' Roy asked. 'Remember what? The last thing I remembered was me and my pack having...' Adrian trailed off as the memories came to him, 'Damn it,' he said holding his head with his hands as his eyes suddenly looked stormy.