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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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Today's thoughts... @Dimity @Bunniekins @Shaz51 @Appleblossom @Mazarita @frog @Former-Member @Meowmy

BB 🐰💙

Crash, Boom, Bang

Crash, boom, bang,

We’re here too soon,

I’m feeling like,

A freaking loon,

There’s concrete,

Running through my head,

Too quick to drop,

Too slow to dread.

I’m running sideways,

Into walls,

Crash, boom, bang,

Here come the falls,

A soul that stumbles,

To and fro,

And contemplates,

Nowhere to go.

Crash, boom, bang,

No way to be,

The darkness comes,

Before I flee,

Engulfed and trapped,

I feel the choke,

Of broken neurons,

In the smoke.

I’m frozen in,

A solemn stare,

Crash, boom, bang,

I feel the glare,

A thousand faces,

Turn their heads,

Ignoring all,

The wounds I’ve bled.

Crash, boom, bang,

I see the bough,

My life belongs to,

Here and now,

The past is pain,

The future fear,

The agony,

Is all too clear.

And when I’m stuck,

Upon that limb,

Crash, boom, bang,

I dive right in,

Beneath the burning

Sea of life,

My soul is singed

From scorn and strife.

Crash, boom, bang,

My journey lands,

Upon the pasty,

Barren lands,

Devoid of colour,

Love or joy,

Just washed up,

Like a broken toy.

But I will not,

Reveal my hand,

From here on out,

I’ll make my stand,

You haven’t heard,

The last of me,

Crash, boom, bang,

I’ll stagger free.

© BB - 26th Apr 2021

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@bipolarbunny BB it is so true hunny..... just too true. xxx

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You are so talented, maybe you could teach poetry or set up a community group of like minded people? ❤️

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@bipolarbunny thanks for sharing,sweetie. Take care.

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@Former-Member @bipolarbunny You are so right Always-hope our BB is so talented. Just reading this last poem was so much like me and my bipolar it screams it loud and clear.

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Wow, love it!

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@Former-Member @Bunniekins @Meowmy

Thank you my dear friends. I wish I could teach others, honestly I'm not sure where it comes from myself it just blurts out. Usually when I'm manic. When I'm well I can't tap into the feelings and when I'm depressed I can't think straight. So I think the mania & mixed episodes propel it. I read a lot of rhyming verse when I was a kid as an escape, I guess some of it rubbed off on me.
BB 🐰💙

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@Bunniekins @Dimity @Shaz51 @Mazarita @Meowmy @Former-Member @frog @HenryX @TideisTurning @Appleblossom It's late, I'm a bit mixed and can't sleep. But I found this verse, I hope you all like...

BB 🐰💙

On The Worst Of All Days

On the worst of all days...

There are flowers to smell,

There are flavours to taste,

There are stories to tell,

There are visions to see,

There are trails to go hike,

There are sunsets to glance,

There are roads to go bike.

In the worst of all moods...

There are books to be read,

There are verses to write,

There are things to be said,

There are songs to be sung,

There are lines to be blurred,

There are movies to watch,

There are jokes to be heard.

At the worst of all times...

There are choices to make,

There are treasures to hold,

There are wounds to forsake,

There are plans to prepare,

There are wrongs to protest,

There are wonders to see,

There are goals to invest.

In the worst of all lows...

There are hurts to erase,

There are options to choose,

There are rainbows to chase,

There are dreams to indulge,

There are layers to peel,

There are thoughts to provoke,

There are passions to feel.

On the worst of all days...

There is light in the dark,

There is comfort in hope,

There is spirit in spark,

There is heat from the earth,

There is warmth from the sun,

On the worst of all days...

There is life to be won.

© BB - 09 Nov 2020

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I love this one @bipolarbunny

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Love your poems @bipolarbunny 😀

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