Psychotic Stories Novels & Stories

Still gripping Noah by the neck, I pushed his face downward, forcing him to drink. He gagged, slurped and struggled. I let him go for a moment then shoved his head back down again. After making sure he had finished the liquid, I released him, stepped back and went around to face him. "And now, you're officially a psychotic patient. You just drank something that is going to open a new portal in your life. Hallucinations, anxiety, fear, depression... and slowly your mental health will crumble. By the time you've had this for a month, you'll become completely insane. You have no idea what you've gotten yourself into."

I stepped back from the fish tank, needing to distance myself. They tested me while I was locked up in a psychiatric hospital, and their conclusion was that I had a psychosis when I turned eighteen, most likely due to genetic reasons. I didn’t know much about my mother, but some of the delusions I had were directly linked to the stories she used to tell me when I was young.

Emma's whole body was shaking in absolute fear but I was still trying to believe what my eyes were showing to me. "What the hell are you doing here and dare you pull any stupid stunt which will bring you dangerous consequences." I warned her. "No, love, today this bitch has to go away from our way. I lost you once because that motherfucker cousin of yours had a sex tape of us to blackmail me. He sent me away and kept threatening me with the tape because it might ruin my whole life and my father would bury me alive but both the tape and Reid are gone forever and I am here to claim you again. These ten years were difficult for me. I missed you in every single second." She said, she had severe

Possible de-running is advised if she shows no further improvements by the end of the current treatment cycle. "Every file is the same, psychosis, self-harm, self-imposed starvation, insomnia, depression, suicide" Moni said as she stared at Sebestian "the list goes on and look, she rejected her mate and they are still going to lick her out, just tossing her aside because she is no longer useful" she said angrily.

I thought that Ozgur had Paranoid Schizophrenia. Paranoid Schizophrenia is a mental illness that causes a person to have difficulty distinguishing between fantasy and reality. As Ozgur's mother said to me at that time. As a child of a broken home, Ozgur makes psychological stories for himself and awakens Eiji Doğan in his mind.

'She shouldn't have come back' 'i heard that she actually got so addicted to heroin, she jumped her dad's colleagues to get them to give her the ones they had in custody' 'Karma is a bitch' Their words felt like hungry wolves waiting for me to let my fence down so they could pour in and tear me to pieces. But I was not giving them that today "Amateurs, say this to my front, if you dare" The mumbling all around had stopped and the hall was perfectly silently as I continue "Really? I mean, I can literally tell whose writing this is. I mean, seriously? Give me credit for going to a psychiatric home where I met actual crazy people who stabbed one another, this is just bullshit" Quietly, I begin

“I’m not sure. I did nothing for five years, refusing to write anything, and my life only worsened. Drinking, nightmares all the time, until I gave in after what happened with Emma, gave myself to it and started writing. And now the nightmares have gone away and I’ve stopped drinking. “And they’re true? These stories really happened? That’s what you’re saying?” He shrugs. “According to that boy . . . it’s my gift, or my curse, depending on how you look at it. Or, maybe I hallucinated the whole experience in Portsmouth and maybe coming so close to death flipped a switch in my head so now I’m receiving these stories, like I’m an antenna for them, or something. Or maybe it’s a little of both. T

asked Amber lazily. She really did not think that Harper's madness in the book Read My Mind was that bad. It could be said that Harper had turned into a book addict. Almost every day Amber could see the book lying on Harper's desk and was always in the woman's hand when she didn't have a patient. Like this afternoon. She again caught Harper reading the fictional story of Jayden Hoover, a psychopath who had brutally murdered his mother as a teenager. "Psychotic. Behavior-based on—" "I know, Harp." Amber cut quickly as she raised her hand in the air. It seemed that she regretted her question which now made Harper even more excited to discuss the story of crazy Jayden. “You don't need to explai

Maybe it was really just too much caffeine topped with I was stressing about finals and, bam, I suffer a psychotic episode but it won’t be a reoccurring theme. It might be wrong but I cling to that silver lining of hope. I’m willing to wait and see what happens. If I have no more episodes then this will just be something I laugh about fifty years from now. Plus it’s not like I’m a danger to people. I’m not violent or wanting to hurt myself so I should be good. I don’t want to ruin my life because I had too much coffee one night and there is no mistake if I get branded as psychotic, even if it’s just a passing thing, my life is over.

She answered my questions and suddenly that story she was telling me, started to sound very very familiar. "Her family even decided to get her free from this pain she was in. She did not wake up. So they decided on the option of mercy killing. But the next day when they all reached the hospital, she was awake and fine. She spent a few days at the hospital. Then she was discharged. And after a month, she started babbling about these fantasy things. One of her students told the police that she even started talking about a man with horns. She called him Lucifer." By the time the maid finished Alina's story, I was lost in the oceans of my own thoughts. I could not understand how anything like th