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Writing As A Form Of Therapy

Writing As A Form Of Therapy

Hi all,

I have found throughout the course of my life that writing has been a constant companion to me. It has provided me with a way to vent my frustrations, to grapple with the eternal verities of life that confound and delight me, to explore ideas and concepts, and to try to put into words the often chaotic moods and thoughts that result from having a mind that's a little bit odd...

I have written lots of poems, especially in the last 3 or 4 years, dealing with depression and bipolar. They help me to process and understand some of the things that are happening in this twisted little noodle of mine. As such, writing has become one of my main forms of therapy.

One of the best things that I find about writing is that it can act as a kind of mood diary. I can read things that I had previously written, and it will quite often map out where I was at during the time of writing. The words I spread across the page act as signposts of my progress, too. As my self knowledge increases and my life journey progresses, I find that it affects how I write and what I write...

Often, we do not see the thousands of tiny little changes to our selves that our life experiences cause over the years. It can be very helpful to re-read old writings, in order to see how far we have come, what we have improved, where we have fallen back into old harmful habits, and the things that we have learned.

The language that we use in our writings and in our thoughts and in our speech is very important. It can reveal a lot about our selves, our states of mind, and our moods...

That language, it can become a self-fulfilling prophecy. I believe that we attract certain kinds of people around us, and create (or at least influence) life situations based on our choice of language. It helps define who we are as a person.

Negative thinking, self-deprecation, self-hatred, these sorts of dangerous life traps are often revealed in our choice of words. So too are the positive things. It all starts with a glass. How we describe the glass and the quantity and quality of its contents, that's where language comes into it, and it can shape our very lives and the lives of those around us.

Writing... it is my solace and my main tool of self-analysis. It is my favourite form of therapy...

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I'm tired of dealing with the daily grind, because it is truly wearing me down, and it has truly gotten the better of my mind; i can sense and feel that my body is suffering, and my mind, is desperately trying to deal, with it. But unfortunately, the suffering never goes away, it simply goes on and on.

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A soft breeze gently rustles the trees and bushes

cools down my skin

the sun is rising and peaking through grey clouds

turning the clouds all kinds of orange pink and red

sunrays on my skin

kookaburras laugh and finches break the silence

silence in my heart

the sand is soft and cool, my feet sink every step

the ocean waves crash against the rocks on the beach

a child, maybe 4 or 5, sitting in the sand, quietly

a child hugging itself and gently rocking in the sand

its not me I scream, I don’t want to know

i turn around, blood rushing through my head

making me numb

losing touch

not me

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I saw you from a distance

And hoped someday we'd meet

As time went by so slowly

I turned in my defeat

A tiny child so fearful

I thought I'd hold you close

Then you shared your secrets

The ones that hurt the most

Feelings rushed around me

Anger I have found

The gentle voice

I thought you'd hear

Instead is filled with fear

I got it wrong...so wrong

It's hard to see the child in me

Still caught up in a fight

It's hard to see the child in me

Can never get it right

Blame goes on

Blame goes on

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Emerald green grass lush under my bare feet

Gentle breeze caressing my damp blonde hair

Sun in my eyes make me blink to keep pace

With my friends playing footsie in formation

Happiness

Pleasure

Beige polyester carpet rough under my bare feet

Eerie silence blasting through my lively home

Ghostly shadows at the window arm in arm

My father holding my mother in unfamiliar way

Stillness

Confusion

Bright coloured posters not animating my room

Soft summer blanket feeling rigid icy on my bed

Lines of devastation replacing my father’s smile

Words unthinkable in shocked revelation, war

Blindness

Turmoil

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@Former-Member Loved your last 2 posts on this thread and the earlier poems and

The Beach

and The Mountains Part 1 &2

Your words and images are tempered well and mean a lot to me.

Hugs @Former-Member

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when life loses colour and all goes dark

when i feel again how my life fell apart

when emotions are too big to running free

when my head is hurting like i hit a tree

when i sit at my desk and am lost in my pain

when all I learnt and practiced seems in vain

when the world expects me to accept my past

when i'm scared to death that nothing will last

when i bury my head under my doona in bed

when the pain's so intense i feel dead in my head

when i feel all alone and like i can't share my pain

when i see no other way out but to suffer again

i drown in my past

i'm told it won't last

there are no more tears

just feelings and fears

i don't want to feel i want to feel numb

i'm being told feeling numb is dumb

i'm being told I need to feel to heal

then there's no one there when i feel

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This mental stuff I'm dealing with 😣😥😤😦 hmm

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@eudemonism Sorry to hear the stuff you're dealing with at the moment is so tough. Would putting some of it into writing help your mind to deal with it, do you think? Sometimes sharing private worries, and even the daily grind, can help to lessen the impact of that which wears us down in isolation. Thinking of you.

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@Ali11 yea but nothing changes. It all stays the same. The causes don't magically disappear... + why is your profile name in red???

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I feel sad

I close my eyes in darkness

Tears remember

Those kind hearted friendships

Then life so huge

I lost them

Just lying

Let time move away

Think I am not wrong

To know darkness alone

Fears so strong

That I can't imagine

Life onwards alone

Wish not

When the end bluntly arrive

But all the struggles to here

There was faith

Darkness deepens

Why

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