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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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You didn’t quit

you couldn’t quit as a child

you were too young

you couldn’t change

you couldn’t plan

you didn’t have the means

you didn’t quit as a teen

you tried but couldn’t

you needed to be there

for everyone

when the world blew apart

you didn’t quit later

every tempting situation

every plan you passed

every thought

then you quit

time and again

lucky to still

be here

don’t quit again

every thought

is another chance

to say no

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blood

seeping through stones

choking me

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as the sun sets

as the sun sets

cold lights set the scene

nothing is a dream

the world’s just obscene

no more at ease

the struggle to breathe

the monsters to fight

its their delight


the future to dare

i do despair

and all think I’m fine

when I walk on the line

don’t have any questions

no more suggestions

always been alone

there is no home

the world is bad

and I am mad

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Re: Poem - Oblivion

Hi @Silenus Your writing, your poetry is very beautiful. Clear-eyed and real. Yes emotional states are temporary but sooo convincing when mired in them. You express this very well. Thanks for sharing

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Thank you so much for considering me in your thoughts. It is an honour to be noticed. How we word our world is the essence of us. Much love and respect to you, and to everyone that comes together, searching for the words that help to describe and define us, challenge us and help us grow...

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It has been a while

Hello all of you wonderful people. It has been many a moon since I have last posted or even logged on.

Apologies. Life has been a difficult thing to come to grips with, a wild beast upon whose back I am thrown around and jolted.

For quite some time I pulled back from the world as totally as I could, a self defense mechanism that saw me stranded on my own deserted island by my own choice, without even a volleyball called Wilson to project upon...

Slowly I am emerging, still bipolar, still anxious, and still hopeful. My limits I know, and still I continue to grow...

This journey is ours to own. We walk, we stumble, we pick ourselves up again, grit our teeth, smile until we actually mean it, and then the magic happens...

We heal. And then, with our newfound strength and resilience we try to help others heal...

That, my dear friends, is what makes the human race truly amazing.

Much love and respect to the community.

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Poem - Present From The Past

This poem just leaked out of me, an acknowledgement of how much power past trauma can have on us, no matter how much we would wish otherwise.

And yet, our trauma is a hidden gift. It makes us stronger (after many moments of weakness). It makes us more resilient. It makes us more empathetic and sympathetic. It forces us to lift ourselves above our suffering so that we can survive and eventually thrive. It builds a spirit of togetherness and love amongst fellow survivors, all steely-eyed and keen to help and support all who suffer.

In love and suffering we are all one, no matter our superficial differences.

We are all one tribe.

Present From The Past

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Trauma

It leaves a thing
A gift for you
To unpack and unravel
For the rest of your life

Every day a dark present
An echo from the past

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Wow. Such a powerful poem. Were I the knight in white I would ride in and refute all of the dark assumptions. But I realise this is an expression, not a session, and so I simply say...

Wow. Such a powerful poem.

Respect and hugs.

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Dunno what I'm trying to say with this poem. Just writing, seeing where it goes...

I Have

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I have hated and felt sated,

I have feared and felt revered,

I have craved and felt saved,

I have fought and felt nought,

I have raged and felt caged,

I have lamented and felt I meant it,

I have lost and felt the cost.

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Hugs @Silenus hope you’re doing ok. Haven’t seen you on here for a while. Xx

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