Within two weeks, my entire world seemed to be falling apart right before my eyes. My father walks out and then not even two weeks later, my role model grandfather gets diagnosed with lung cancer. In my heart and mind, there was no possible way to get through such a shock. My mother was very upset as well and we needed to find something in order to cope with all the heartache.
We came up with the idea of writing; we can write anything down from our thoughts to simple adjectives scattered around the page to exemplify how we were feeling. Writing became a release for my mother and I; we would trade our writings to get a better understanding of how each of us was feeling.I took our idea above and beyond because I would sit in my room for hours intently writing poems and multiple pages of what I was feeling inside. Being able to let out all of the pain by simply taking a pen to paper was exhilarating to me!
Writing is a good way to learn about and love yourself; when a person’s life seems to be falling apart, being able to explain how you feel boosts self-esteem and gives a sense of serenity. Writing was my outlet for the hardest times in my life and I got through them as a stronger person who lives life to the fullest! Writing has truly been a healing and rewarding experience for me.
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This is such a wonderful post. I've always thought that writing is the best form of self-expression and self-therapy. One of my first serious attempts at writing was a journal I kept specifically to write about my father's cancer. Do you still have any of the things you wrote?
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