how to write a story of a mentally ill person (1 Viewer)

[jane1820]

i have an 'assignment' (it is said to be a class task but im 100% its the assignment) that i need to write about a person who is emotionally/mentally ill n im finding it hard to do so by showing n not telling

my idea is basically a diary (from 1973-1997): the reader is reading a diary of a girl called Charlotte Victoria Brown that goes mental but its so bad i need help

45 Posker 2002.
I do not know what day it is. Nor the year. Nor the month. So I made one up. Last time I counted it was 214 days since I left my house. They made me drop out of school. They made me sit and self study so I can be smart once I go back. I do not want to study anymore. I do not want to be locked up anymore. I want to see him. I need to see him. It is not fair. I did what they wanted me to do. I did what they asked me to do. I did it. So why am I still here? Four walls, one desk, one bed, one closet, 3 pairs of shirts, 1 pair of pants, 2 pairs of pajamas, 1 window, no fan, no air conditioner, nothing. I get one meal every day. And no bathroom breaks unless emergencies. I can not do this anymore. I need to run away. What has become of me?

74 Beslom 4802.
I ran away. I saw him in my dream. He told me to meet him at the coloured trees in the centre. He promised he would be there. He told me that yesterday.

um this is a sample lol

towards the end its kind of a plot twist where we discover the granddaughter is reading her grandmothers diary in 2016

13 March 2016.
She closed the diary trembling. The writing at the end of the last page was smudged with ink and blood. Charlotte’s body was never found. Chad never existed. Amy let out a shaking breath. The room felt smaller and colder than it was before she opened the dairy. As her thoughts raced about what to do with the diary since it scared her. But she could only think of one thing. Bury. The. Book.

14 March 2016.
Amy buried Charlotte’s Diary, and buried alongside the fact the diary belonged to her deceased grandma.


this is a draft so its not 'OMG WOW' but its bad. also the 'him' in the beginning is referred to by the grandma as 'Chad' but apparently Chad never existed

 

[Study to success]

i have an 'assignment' (it is said to be a class task but im 100% its the assignment) that i need to write about a person who is emotionally/mentally ill n im finding it hard to do so by showing n not telling

my idea is basically a diary (from 1973-1997): the reader is reading a diary of a girl called Charlotte Victoria Brown that goes mental but its so bad i need help

45 Posker 2002.
I do not know what day it is. Nor the year. Nor the month. So I made one up. Last time I counted it was 214 days since I left my house. They made me drop out of school. They made me sit and self study so I can be smart once I go back. I do not want to study anymore. I do not want to be locked up anymore. I want to see him. I need to see him. It is not fair. I did what they wanted me to do. I did what they asked me to do. I did it. So why am I still here? Four walls, one desk, one bed, one closet, 3 pairs of shirts, 1 pair of pants, 2 pairs of pajamas, 1 window, no fan, no air conditioner, nothing. I get one meal every day. And no bathroom breaks unless emergencies. I can not do this anymore. I need to run away. What has become of me?

74 Beslom 4802.
I ran away. I saw him in my dream. He told me to meet him at the coloured trees in the centre. He promised he would be there. He told me that yesterday.

um this is a sample lol

towards the end its kind of a plot twist where we discover the granddaughter is reading her grandmothers diary in 2016

13 March 2016.
She closed the diary trembling. The writing at the end of the last page was smudged with ink and blood. Charlotte’s body was never found. Chad never existed. Amy let out a shaking breath. The room felt smaller and colder than it was before she opened the dairy. As her thoughts raced about what to do with the diary since it scared her. But she could only think of one thing. Bury. The. Book.

14 March 2016.
Amy buried Charlotte’s Diary, and buried alongside the fact the diary belonged to her deceased grandma.


this is a draft so its not 'OMG WOW' but its bad. also the 'him' in the beginning is referred to by the grandma as 'Chad' but apparently Chad never existed

Maybe, if u want to show not tell trying coming up with some metaphor to describe it and also maybe use less short sentences especially in the beginning. And maybe find different sentences/ words that describe the object you are saying instead of saying the exact object

 

[jane1820]

the cutoff is 750 words tho n im finding hard just to show the reader that the girl goes mental without telling them

might cross out the plot twist tho

 

[MoeyNeeds90+]

i have an 'assignment' (it is said to be a class task but im 100% its the assignment) that i need to write about a person who is emotionally/mentally ill n im finding it hard to do so by showing n not telling

my idea is basically a diary (from 1973-1997): the reader is reading a diary of a girl called Charlotte Victoria Brown that goes mental but its so bad i need help

45 Posker 2002.
I do not know what day it is. Nor the year. Nor the month. So I made one up. Last time I counted it was 214 days since I left my house. They made me drop out of school. They made me sit and self study so I can be smart once I go back. I do not want to study anymore. I do not want to be locked up anymore. I want to see him. I need to see him. It is not fair. I did what they wanted me to do. I did what they asked me to do. I did it. So why am I still here? Four walls, one desk, one bed, one closet, 3 pairs of shirts, 1 pair of pants, 2 pairs of pajamas, 1 window, no fan, no air conditioner, nothing. I get one meal every day. And no bathroom breaks unless emergencies. I can not do this anymore. I need to run away. What has become of me?

74 Beslom 4802.
I ran away. I saw him in my dream. He told me to meet him at the coloured trees in the centre. He promised he would be there. He told me that yesterday.

um this is a sample lol

towards the end its kind of a plot twist where we discover the granddaughter is reading her grandmothers diary in 2016

13 March 2016.
She closed the diary trembling. The writing at the end of the last page was smudged with ink and blood. Charlotte’s body was never found. Chad never existed. Amy let out a shaking breath. The room felt smaller and colder than it was before she opened the dairy. As her thoughts raced about what to do with the diary since it scared her. But she could only think of one thing. Bury. The. Book.

14 March 2016.
Amy buried Charlotte’s Diary, and buried alongside the fact the diary belonged to her deceased grandma.


this is a draft so its not 'OMG WOW' but its bad. also the 'him' in the beginning is referred to by the grandma as 'Chad' but apparently Chad never existed

write it off like this_





things
the thoughts were to be written down. They told me that (insert time ago ill just use random stuff just use for ideas), thirteen days ago, or was it nights. I could not be sure, wasn't sure, never sure, haven't been sure. But i was sure of this.

45 Posker 2002.
The day or the night, the conclusion of the week, one or the other something of the sameness, i know not. The tears of the night i do know have washed the residue of the week away, Monday leaking into Thursday, Friday to Sunday. A confusion, a blaspehmy, i know nothing, know not the year, nor the month, nor my name.

So I made one up.

Last time I counted it was 214 days since I left my house. The numbers were forever in my skin, the heat of its placement still flowing like the weekday's of tears through my veins.

School; Gone.
A life of confinement it would feel, the oak timber desk bottled between the weeping painted corners of my bedroom walls. Words on words, lines on lines, yet my tears do it all. Slowly they fall...Slowly they splatter a dot of ink above an 'i' that was once an l, l for loser, l for loser like me, like they used to chant at me as i tumbled through the school gates, corrdiors, pathways...oh i must stop. The 'o's in the page bulge with the wet ink twisting and disroting beneath my self-teaching eyes....


couldn't finsih it off but lmk if that helps. you need to experiminet with syntax especially to reflect/mirror her pyscologically broken/fragmented state.

 

[jane1820]

write it off like this_





things
the thoughts were to be written down. They told me that (insert time ago ill just use random stuff just use for ideas), thirteen days ago, or was it nights. I could not be sure, wasn't sure, never sure, haven't been sure. But i was sure of this.

45 Posker 2002.
The day or the night, the conclusion of the week, one or the other something of the sameness, i know not. The tears of the night i do know have washed the residue of the week away, Monday leaking into Thursday, Friday to Sunday. A confusion, a blaspehmy, i know nothing, know not the year, nor the month, nor my name.

So I made one up.

Last time I counted it was 214 days since I left my house. The numbers were forever in my skin, the heat of its placement still flowing like the weekday's of tears through my veins.

School; Gone.
A life of confinement it would feel, the oak timber desk bottled between the weeping painted corners of my bedroom walls. Words on words, lines on lines, yet my tears do it all. Slowly they fall...Slowly they splatter a dot of ink above an 'i' that was once an l, l for loser, l for loser like me, like they used to chant at me as i tumbled through the school gates, corrdiors, pathways...oh i must stop. The 'o's in the page bulge with the wet ink twisting and disroting beneath my self-teaching eyes....


couldn't finsih it off but lmk if that helps. you need to experiminet with syntax especially to reflect/mirror her pyscologically broken/fragmented state.

when i ask chatgpt for a short story about a girl that goes mental and to write it as a diary he always write a psychological horror
idk what to think of that, you think i should switch genres?

also have u written like this before? (mental/horror)

 

[Study to success]

when i ask chatgpt for a short story about a girl that goes mental and to write it as a diary he always write a psychological horror
idk what to think of that, you think i should switch genres?

also have u written like this before? (mental/horror)

maybe what you can do is write your own stuff first and then tell chat gpt to make it better

 

[MoeyNeeds90+]

when i ask chatgpt for a short story about a girl that goes mental and to write it as a diary he always write a psychological horror
idk what to think of that, you think i should switch genres?

also have u written like this before? (mental/horror)

yeah ive written a plenty before. my suggestion is not to use bots since their heavily generic lol. id say do psychological and depending on what your allowed to do magical realism in order to reflect his dissoance from the Real. again i have no clue what ur allowed to do but psyco and horror usually turns out to be a bit cliche so id avoid. niche should be key

 

[jane1820]

maybe what you can do is write your own stuff first and then tell chat gpt to make it better

oh no im asking for sample lol

 

[jane1820]

yeah ive written a plenty before. my suggestion is not to use bots since their heavily generic lol. id say do psychological and depending on what your allowed to do magical realism in order to reflect his dissoance from the Real. again i have no clue what ur allowed to do but psyco and horror usually turns out to be a bit cliche so id avoid. niche should be key

tbh same idk what i need to write either
we are given a class task to do but as i said im 100% convinced its the assignment but since the assignment is due in week 9 and according to NESA rules they need to give it 2 weeks before the due date

You are to compose a piece of imaginative writing that also uses imagery – it might be
visual imagery, or it could be aural, tactile, olfactory – to convey the thoughts and
feelings of your central character. It may help you to decide, first, what emotional or
psychological state the character is in, why s/he is in that state, and how other
characters respond to her/him. Perhaps then try to decide what particular imagery to
use. Aim to write a draft of 750 words.

 

[MoeyNeeds90+]

maybe what you can do is write your own stuff first and then tell chat gpt to make it better

tbh same idk what i need to write either
we are given a class task to do but as i said im 100% convinced its the assignment but since the assignment is due in week 9 and according to NESA rules they need to give it 2 weeks before the due date

You are to compose a piece of imaginative writing that also uses imagery – it might be
visual imagery, or it could be aural, tactile, olfactory – to convey the thoughts and
feelings of your central character. It may help you to decide, first, what emotional or
psychological state the character is in, why s/he is in that state, and how other
characters respond to her/him. Perhaps then try to decide what particular imagery to
use. Aim to write a draft of 750 words.

honestly i'd just be prepared by creating a list of metaphors/motifs.
what'd i recommend ais is a liminal substance, think something like , cream, cream painted wallpaper, idk. if i was u i'd situate your character in a room, a single room and then she projects her internal dillema against what she sees. explore it in 3-4 vignettes which'd fit ur word count exactly, and each one reflects the different internal workings of a traumatised mind. motif would be creamy wallpaper thats peeling. cream = liminal substance and similar to her mind, if put under too much heat/pressure it'll collapse/melt just as you could explore the human psyche/mind collapses under the weight of extremist social obligations - probably reccomend feminist critqiue keeping it simple tho. peeling wallpaper just serves as a metaophor for the 'papered' up state of her mind by other social paraidgms - ie - people dont undertsnad her and they 'paint' over her issues resolving in it slowly peeling away more and more within each vignette.

cover the imagery by her feeling the paper/cream whatever in her mind or even in a real state to ensure u cover all aspcts of question.