I've been away for some time because my writing hasn't been up to par and my overall mental stability hasn't been..well, where it should be. I was hospitalized a few months ago and diagnosed with bipolar. Everything has been starting to hit me lately, the reality of it, so I thought I would get back to my writing-even if it hasn't been very good. Criticism is always welcome. I was just playing around with some words, no editing. Thank you. :)
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My favorite poems are those in which I am able to live, if only for a brief moment, vicariously through the writer and their words. This is an amazing write, miss. Hopefully you're in a better place than you were a few months ago. Chin up.
Sometimes the best poetry is raw, rough around the edges, simple, and or just straight from the heart.
I get that impression with this piece.
Sometimes when I can't write or think I can't write (which has been the case for a while now) just doing something from the heart, despite what it looks like, I find can help.
Anyway, I like what you've written. It's simple, yet thought provoking. And you've inspired me to stop making excuses and write something. Maybe I'll post something new here soon ;)
Any time our brains don't fire the way we or the world expects them to it is difficult. I wonder if writers are especially sensitive to this - as well as artists as it seems we struggle with what the world deems "sanity"
Writing is cathartic. Keep doing it. And there are those of us who will understand on some level your struggle.
My younger child went through several years of misdiagnosis before we finally found out what his issue was and it was surprisingly a physical issue that he is able to maintain without medication. The word bipolar came up. So did the word Autism. In reality - he has serious food issues. Like I said, we spent years...almost a decade fighting with schools and seeking treatments. He is twenty now and whole. When you find out what you are dealing with - that is half the battle. Peace.
What a beautiful and honest piece of work ... it's true, all of it's true in hindsight, you know once you have passed through it all, cos that's when you get to look back and go 'hey, that s**t was real'. I very much appreciate your authors note. My friend is bipolar - it's funny cos she is crazy as hell and in her crazyness I see myself so much but I struggle to understand what she goes through. When she tells me - not this week babe, I tread a little lighter with my elephant stompers ... but I persevere and even though she tells me she doesn't want me around - when she swings back my way she is always grateful. I got her to contribute to my blog, just so she can voice what she feels. She's so damn articulate in her thoughts.
I'd love it if you can have a read, even better if you felt like commenting - I just know how much it would mean to her ...