Mentally Ill Characters Novels & Stories

"He's had severe mood swings since he was a child. At first, they said it was bipolar but now no one knows what it is anymore. He hasn't seen a doctor in a long time and he hates his pills." I couldn't even pretend to understand mental illness in any way. We never had any of that where I came from. The idea that one's mind could also be their cage frightened me. On times like this Edna suggested I let him come back by himself. The sunset and I had some of the leftover meat from earlier. I couldn't keep my eyes off the kitchen window. Hours went by and I took a shower. The warm water relaxed my muscles so much that I fell asleep without applying lotion.

“ Never enter that room! “ Why? “ dangerous and compulsive patients, if you enter, you run the risk of being killed or raped or other things… That's why they are trapped between them, they act without thinking… like irrational! “ The right place for these types of people is in jail! “ I said, as a police officer I could not accept that men like that were considered sick, not in my opinion. “ They have mental disorders, they act on impulse… Their desires are above their reasoning. I put my hand on my head, not believing that this place existed, I started to breathe deeply. Mike stares at me, analyzing me. “ Who are you Navid? I looked at him and remained silent. Mike takes the knife out of hi

" Believe me when I say you're not at fault. I know you try all you can to stop stealing but you just can't. I might not understand fully but I know the struggle is hard" " But maybe it's about time you visit your physiatrist. It's been a month now since you did" Jade suggested and Raven pulled her to a tight hug. " I'm I a bad person sis?" She asked as another strand of tears rolled down her cheeks. Jade kissed her hair deeply. " No you're not. You're the most amazing person I know. Despite suffering from depression and amnesia, you try not to lose your joy and you're never tired of helping people out" A faint smile creeped up Raven's lips as she hugged Jade more tightly.

' she's not Elora,' he said in his mind remembering his last strange encounter he had with a familiar personality and what she introduced herself as, ' Naya? He opened his mouth to ask if she was Naya and where Elora was but stopped himself. There's so much to know about Elora; who is this other personality before him? Is this some kind of mental problem? ' she's battling with personality disorder,' he remembered exactly what Damien said on her judgment day, and his eyes softened. ' she's ill,' he said in his mind before looking back at her, " leave," he ordered. " Huh?" surprised at how he didn't say anything to what she said,

Mu Zi walked up the stairs, ghostly stopped at the corner, and sidled her ears to listen to the movement of the dining room downstairs. She heard Bai Wei say, ''Did you lecture her on the way? Why does Zi Zi look so drained? Rong Cheng, Zi Zi is a girl, girls are delicate, you can not move to hoot and holler, not to mention that your sister's mental illness has only been a little bit of an upturn for a while now, you need to be more careful when treating it ......." The original Mu Zi introverted and withdrawn, temperamental, has a serious mental illness, otherwise, it will not end up going to the extreme.

someone asked. “I think I do…” “Do you have the main character?” “The main character…” I started thinking. I wanted him to be a serial killer. A cold, twisted and incredibly intelligent man. Someone with a dark soul, but someone irresistible. The kind of guy who’d make anybody lose their heads and hearts. Handsome and tempting brunet with a pale white skin and cold deadly stare… And then it hit me. I’d just described the guy from the supermarket! My perfect main character.

Alisha reassured him, her expression filled with sadness. Alice's eyes widened at her words. Did she just assume he was mentally ill? Sure, his behaviour wasn't always typical, but aside from his anger issues, he didn't have any mental health problems. Yet here she was, acting like someone who needed help herself, trying to comfort him when he was perfectly fine. It was absurd. "Do you even know what you're talking about? Who said I have a mental illness?" he asked incredulously. "No one needs to say it. Why else would you kidnap me, not even ask for ransom, and kill innocent animals? Even criminals don't stoop that low, so it's pretty clear you're not in your right mind," Alisha responded .

"Anxiety disorder" she began is a dimension of mental health disorder that is characterized by feelings of worry, fear and anxiety." I nodded my head even though I couldn't process all she was saying. 'Was I going crazy? " I thought. "Anxiety disorder can be strong enough to interfere with a person's daily activities." She added. "So what can I do to stop it"? I interrupted. "Well since you asked of my oipinion, I'll say you see a specialist... uhm.. Like a therapist.. Psychologist.. " "No I interrupted. " she looked at me surprised. I have read about few kinds of mental illnesses in a book I came across in the library. In some of the novels I read, I read how characters undergo therapy ses

She gently carried it to one of their guest room, the one no one ever goes to. "Is this what my life has come to?" She cried as a sudden pain rested at the bottom of her chest. She quickly ran to the kitchen to get a glass of water, as she drank she remembered all the murder documentaries she'd watched and how the murderers were always on drugs. "I'd better get myself something" she whispered in between gulps and finally returned to continue watching Charity's door, as the sun finally set. Strange fantasies of charity engulfed her mind. She imagined that charity will show up and drag her out of her world of pain.

Bang sounds, more than a dozen people, useless in one minute. They were all in disarray and fell on the ground, moaning endlessly. When things reached this point, Allen Old knew that the world was lost. After all, he was a heroic character and had some courage. He sat on the sofa with his butt down, his eyes looking straight at him, Cadell Marcus.