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Touching the light
Touching the light You touch the gold in meThe underneathThe shimmering bright Sometimes it’s quietIn my heartSometimes suicidalBut you touch the light Embracing every prickly soulEvery angry thoughtEach cold dayI grow closer to my goal Of never reaching the up or over thereJust being hereClearNot being wholeAnd not minding at allread more
The Gift of Depression
I was first diagnosed with depression and anxiety at the age of 19 although in hindsight I was suffering from it for a long time. According to my mother, the family doctor detected signs of anxiety at the age of two when my mother took me to see him after I'd developed a chonic twitch in my eye. I suppose in hindsight, having depression was not surprising. Depression had plagued my grandparents, my father and ...read more
Through the nettles my journey started, stinging my feet but nothing mattered. I felt nothing in my head I was always in a daze, soon I realised this was no faze. I didn't care what others thought, all I wanted was another drop, soon a drop became a few my family and friends never knew. As the counting stopped in how many? It changed to days weeks and every penny, and then I admitted my problem was real I ...read more
Remembrance Remembrance SundayBeautiful, heart, sadnessI feel the tears welling upWorrying about sunshineAnd rainCan the world become sane? Environmental sinsHuman warsAnd who wins? Coral reefsDolphin societyOur diverse beliefsAnd attempts at piety Trying hard to be humbleWe wear the best of clothThe British army uniformCovers up our wrathAs we commemorateMillions of deadMore and more accumulateAs we choose to fight instead And every country, nationalityReligion, sect beliefIs thrown into turmoilIncensed with fear and grief And do I love my country best?Or all the world ...read more
Coming into the light
Please note: this piece contains references to sexual violence.
Coming into the lightIt’s 4 am and the darkness is comforting. There is a constant hum in the background coming from who knows what. I am at home and remembering a time when there only seemed to be silence and darkness. The only noises were the thoughts in my head, berating me for existing. I was having what I believed to be memories of my infancy. Of course, according to the illness, I was an ...read more