Last Rites

The walk through the cold and snow is the road i walked alone, because mental health and relationship health is a very, very lonely matter to broach. the grave is that of one who i feel is dead to me: dead in mind.

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Kept in Suspense

However, unwillingness to be in storage might compound this effect and impact mental health. take note. subject requested to terminate contract. request denied. **personal comments** request denied!

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Borrowing Freedom

**Borrowing Freedom** _Written by Amethyst Mare (Arian Mabe)_ Do you know how to fly? No, of course not, that would be crazy. There are some furs and sentient beings in this world that have experienced flight in one manner or another, I'm sure...

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Cancer

**Cancer** One more book, one more page. One more website, one more scroll. Come on, you can do this. I believe in you. It's late at night and, still, I'm up, reading and reading, the light from the laptop screen...

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Isolation

**Isolation** ** ** _Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)_ _ _ ** ** It happened slowly. So slowly, that I didn't even realise it was happening. _When are you going to be online?_ _ _ Ah, a message. It could be so innocent. He misses me, I...

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THE "TRUE SURVIVALIST" POKÉMON CHALLENGE

The subject who attempted things with the bronzong has been referred for mental health counseling (with the involvement of an expert from the geology department).

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I threw the ring away

**I threw the ring away** ** ** _Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)_ ** ** I threw the ring away. It was unique, different, silver and gold twisted together with three small, clear stones. It came in a small, green box with a sparkle effect...

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The Dying Game

**The Dying Game** _Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)_ _@arianmabe_ _Cover art by Orobas_ Autumn lingered. Great Britain crawled into December like a raindrop trickling down glass. The river was as cold as such unmoving glass, toying with...

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Blackmail

**Blackmail** _ _ ** ** "If you don't go back to him, he's going to kill himself." _No, no, no, no, no, no, no, NO!_ _ _ What do I do? What can I do? Everything's happening so fast, trees flashing by darkly on a road that I've driven so many...

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No More

**No More** ** ** No more. Please, no more. I can't take this, this mental barrage, curled up into a ball, hunkered down, hiding, waiting it out. I can rock and I can rock but, oh - there's no manner of self-soothing that can match up to the...

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A Bear's Needs: Embarrassment (Part 3 of 7)

Your mental health's more important. we both know our way around tools and what not, but it really seems like you need a distraction." he spoke those words with something a little suggestive behind them.

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