Novel & Cerita Stigma Chapter 1

I clenched my fists tightly. Tina pretended to sob and sniffed. She looked at me pitifully. “Anya, I know that you were once married to Evan. I know how difficult it must be to move on, but I love Evan very much. Neither I nor my baby can live without him. I will give you anything else, but I have feelings for Evan and I cannot give him to you.” In that few words, she had stigmatized me as an immoral woman. The most terrifying thing is in the world was segmentation. Once stigmatized, it would almost be impossible to redeem oneself.

I’m not going to kill you. It's not for no cause. I'm jealous of you. Despite the fact that we are imprisoned by a terrible stigma, I have discovered how beautiful you are and have discovered myself who will be happy with you. I want to be perfect. So, Lavina, are you willing to share your answers and teach me about the meaning of perfection? I’m Raveen, on the bars of stigma. ***

The fact that the punishment stigma no longer affected Carlos as much as it should become another issue. Carlos looked at his punishment stigma from two days ago. Initially, Preeta’s punishment stigma made Carlos extremely uncomfortable. It prevents the person under the stigma’s effect from sounding like a man until the stigma faded completely. Carlos went around with his unnaturally high-pitched voice, and it became the laughter of the school for a few days. However, the alpha showed no signs of repentance and continued to break the rules. The stigma punishment was no longer effective, and Preeta considered consulting Dr Iason about making Carlos take pills to curb his sexual tendencies.

This voice doesn’t tell me to hurt myself or others or anything, it’s not malicious or doesn’t put me down, but it doesn’t belong there just the same. At first it began as more of just feelings than anything else, but as time went on, it seemed more like a living entity separate from myself. I told no one for the first year or so, ashamed of being labeled as having a mental illness, and scared it would negatively affect my future career in healthcare. Or someone would find me an unfit mother and try and take my son away from me. The stigma around mental health issues is still alive and well and a major deterrent for those to seek help.

It was a chapter filled with resilience, inner strength, and the unwavering belief that even in the darkest moments, there is light to be found. In this chapter, Rita confronted the shadows of her past, the unresolved traumas, and the fears that had haunted her for years. With unwavering determination, she embarked on a journey of self-healing and self-discovery, shining a light on the darkest corners of her soul. Rita delved deep into the recesses of her being, peeling back the layers of pain and vulnerability that she had long kept hidden.

I simply researched some treatments and included it in the chapter. Stay wicked loves!

I could make them move. I saw it in the Eldest’s eyes - a flicker of genuine fear. Not of what I might do to the pack, but of the fact that they could no longer control the narrative. The 'Stigma' was a paper tiger, and I had just set it ablaze. They are beginning to understand, Isis hummed, her spirit pressing against mine in a rare moment of pure alignment. You aren't a guest in their house, Cara. You are the storm that decides if the house stands at all.

“I'll help you with your recovery process. You need to get rid of those bruises. They wouldn't look good in front of the people…” A spark of fear and intense shame sprang into my spine. The thought of facing the people with such a messed-up body had me almost panicking. “You know how the people are about women who got captured by rogues. They're treated unfairly and secluded. They get stigmatized. Luna or not, they're gonna do the same thing to you.” “But nothing happened.” My explanation was desperate, and I was in tears. “All they did was hurt me. I was a victim. Why would I get stigmatized for it?”