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I Write As a Form of Therapy

The words that move me. 2,233 People

    Middle aged woman who have grown children.

    ..should some come with Warning labels? For those who have not known me for the past 25 years I was one of those moms who done as much as I could by the book, very conservative (Very) and watched everything I done always making sure I was the best mother I could be. I would...
    wickedone72 wickedone72 41-45, F 1 Response Feb 22

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    I could stare forever in your eyes

    so blue. I could get lost in the world I found in your arms. Your voice is the only music my ears ever need hear. These cliches of poetry scream my truths and I can find no other way to express my longing, my love and my devotion. Take these cliches and do with them what you...
    nvragain1024 nvragain1024 31-35, F Nov 30

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    Ever since my father caught me stealing away to

    be a Cabin Boy at 11, and I promised only to travel in my imagination, I have been writing as a way to explore this world, and even better yet, worlds, yet unknown to anyone but me!
    elKraken elKraken 70+ Nov 14

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    I write everyday to my boyfriend

    who is in prison, it helps me cope and get things off my chest . It really helps me deal with stress, anxiety, and depression instead of resorting to other things. I try to keep calm and live my life even though I'm really upset. I find the writing helps
    skipper596 skipper596 22-25, F Dec 4

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    Sitting in the dark Picking scabs off old

    wounds Just to make them bleed Lest I break my heart By healing them much too soon And forget the lesson it brings Let me hurt Let me sting Let me sink into remembering Let me learn my lesson well Heed the warning In the making of scars So in my future I can avoid this hell...
    TheShadowedGirl TheShadowedGirl 31-35 1 Response Aug 17

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    Letting go, letting be

    and getting on... It was last spring that I had first begun to wake with the dawn and allow the evening's dusky softness to still me. This cosmic shift to my inner clock, I think, was my primal subconscious attempting to naturally give a parameter to the endless, timeless...
    Freestanding Freestanding 51-55, F 8 Responses May 14

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    The child is off to bed and the fire has gone

    to sleep. The bed is cold beside me while into my pillow I weep. The smiles and romancing the laughing and good times. Memories taunting and dancing thru my weary mind. You I miss when the nights turn cold. In your embrace, your kiss our world would unfold. My pillow is damp...
    nvragain1024 nvragain1024 31-35, F 1 Response Nov 29

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    I Write Everything.

    I have always written as a form of my feelings and and such. Since I can remember I have Poetry for 9 years old. I love writing it calms me down and helps me to unwind or put my hurt, happiness, etc on paper. I don't know what I would do if I was unable to write. I write mostly...
    MistressDawn MistressDawn 22-25, F 2 Responses Sep 12, 2008

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    I was the moth and you were the candle I was

    drawn to you despite the danger knowing the risk I still hung around fluttering around you until you noticed your light so bright your aura so warm how could I avoid this instinct to come to you to love you your fire still burns though ours was snuffed out and I will always be...
    nvragain1024 nvragain1024 31-35, F Nov 8

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    AcousticLover AcousticLover 16-17, F Sep 3

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    In some way or other we all need some kind of

    therapy, even if it's just retail therapy, to make us feel good about ourselves. My therapy is expressing myself. I love to write. It is still a dynamic way of getting ideas crystallized in your mind, and expressed too.
    aoutdouze aoutdouze 22-25, F 2 Responses Jan 8

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    For awhile now I've mostly been posting trivial

    crap because somehow that makes me feel better. I've been writing for release rather than enjoyment. I used to I wrote for the joy of it and put a lot of effort into what I wrote, each story was important to me... Now since I've started periodically deleting large chunks of...
    Friability Friability 18-21 1 Response Aug 21

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    A Lost Battle

    This is a poem I wrote about how I feel right now. I just feel like I am trying so hard and it makes no difference. :( Sometimes I hate myself for being diverse, Everything you want, I am the reverse. I am not the same, I am not nice I am not tame, you will have to tell me more...
    beautifuleyes13 beautifuleyes13 22-25, F 3 Responses Aug 25, 2012

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    Or do i. Joined after turkey day.

    Was hurt. Posted why. Met pals. Got hurt. Listened to new pals. Keep posting. Not killyn. Not relapsin. Just whinin. And postin. And helpin And barkin. And survivin.
    OddlyScintilating OddlyScintilating 46-50, M Aug 27

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    Call me :) I feel a hallow ache deep within my

    chest... Breaths that once seemed so easy before Now, are just painful reminders.. Reminders of what is.. what could be... And what is to come... It's hard to breath... And yet I take a deeper breath... And hold it... Release..... This is not pain I feel!!! But a...
    Midnightheart Midnightheart 36-40, F 1 Response Nov 9

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    I have a dear self journal.

    I write to myself especially when I am hurting. Id rather do that than confide it with someone else who can not understand me.
    princessNIKITA princessNIKITA 31-35, F Nov 9

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    Talking To Myself

    I’m fighting the urge to immediately say I’ve always written just to have ‘someone’ to talk to.  It sounds a terrible indictment of my friendships, but especially when  I was a teenager I didn’t have a plethora of friends I could share some of my thoughts with...
    CrookedMan CrookedMan 46-50 1 Response May 30, 2011

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    Chronic Disorganization

    Told me he couldn’t remember the Last time he cried Much had to be released. I said It’s okay, really You’ll feel better. It’ll get better. You’re doing your best. Having had clutter to clear, In Silence we parted. It took days but clutching my Pillow, the watershed...
    zeeva70 zeeva70 41-45, F 1 Response Nov 4, 2012

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    When I started coming back

    after a bad bout with depression I started to keep a journal to better understand how I was feeling. Been over a year now and I still write at worst every other day. It helps. Writing how you are feeling in the moment is a way you can trace the peaks and valleys that are your...
    JackisMe JackisMe 41-45, M 3 Responses Jun 19

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    To Begin

    Before I can begin to heal myself, I know I must first understand what it is that has hurt me. What has hurt me, and why I feel this way, are not always obvious. Talking to people can help work through these things, but that requires bringing someone (and their ideas and...
    deleted deleted 26-30 2 Responses Oct 30, 2011

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    I find writing ( handwriting- on paper with a

    pen) to be very therapeutic. Does anyone have any suggestions on creating a habit to write on a regular basis? Also, I tend to write randomly in random notebooks, date books, etc. How can I keep everything in one notebook?
    MobWifee MobWifee 36-40, F 2 Responses Nov 16

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    You might of came into my life just to place

    pain in my tiny broken heart. you might of made my issues to trust people more bigger. might be the reason why i sleep with sadness in my soul. Your the reason i feel more insecure of myself. I am sad plus hurt, but with the little bit of happiness I got ill pick my sorry...
    smilingtolie smilingtolie 18-21, F Oct 23

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    Miserable in my happiness.

    My heart has never known such joy.. Or misery... You take my heart and drench it in all that wonderful dreams are made of.. Then... So gently... you set me down in a meadow of nightmares... Where pain and agony greet me.. tearing into my flesh as a lion does when...
    Midnightheart Midnightheart 36-40, F Nov 10

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    Working Through My Emotions

    I started writing when I was working through my rape. I would go through black times where I would be in a hole and when I looked up there was NO LIGHT! During that time I would write how I felt... those were really tough times as one who writes knows that one must basically...
    GoddessNakiBean GoddessNakiBean 36-40, F 6 Responses Dec 27, 2008

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    I write poetry. Not pretty poems,

    but the kind that should probably be said aloud in one of those quaint coffee shops in London. I'm an aspiring author, but I've never really been good with words, not really.
    Britts1997 Britts1997 16-17, F Nov 10

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    I write songs all the time.

    I'm starting to realize it's so much better than cutting.
    taylorrose99 taylorrose99 13-15, F Nov 9

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    I lied to you. You caught me Because I am A

    terrible liar. But I'm more concerned About the fact That I tried. I made a mistake. I told you. We fixed it. But I'm more concerned About the fact That I tried. I pushed you away. You forgave me. But I'm more concerned About the fact That I tried. Now, It's too late. I've...
    missmalky missmalky 18-21, F Dec 4

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    The Best Therapy

    Writing truly is the best therapy. It is free which is always a plus. I have always been able to be completely open and honest with my pen and paper and can tell them anything I want. The pen and paper will never judge only take what you have to say and listen openly. I have done...
    EscapeMyMind EscapeMyMind 26-30, M 2 Responses Jul 18, 2011

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    FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH A smile lights my face as I

    remember your touch. I'm taken to a far away place. I wish to get stuck, locked in your eyes, absorbed in your kiss. Not even Father Sky has been as high as this. With a look of passion I draw you in for the first time, or so it seems, you grasp my hips and my body screams...
    nvragain1024 nvragain1024 31-35, F Nov 13

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    I believe writing is a form of therapy.

    No, it is not a mental therapy case issue for me because I have no mental disability issues. I just love writing and do it as often as I am able to do it. I am degreed in journalism and I love writing. In my high school and college English writing assignment classes I did...
    geminiladyinblue geminiladyinblue 31-35, F 2 Responses Jan 1

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    I loved you when I met you I loved you

    when we played add children And when we laughed like hyenas I loved you when you moved away I loved you when your daughter was born I loved you years later when you loved me back I loved you when you left again and when I didn't exist to you. I'll love you in the future And each...
    nvragain1024 nvragain1024 31-35, F Nov 24

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    I can't help but see your face when I close my

    eyes. The gentleness that lies there the love the happiness the comfort the trust. The tears that ran down your cheeks when I saw you last. My heart tears in two to think I caused those tears I long to say I'm sorry and try once again to kiss those tears away
    nvragain1024 nvragain1024 31-35, F 1 Response Nov 29

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    Back To EP

    I had high hopes of never returning to EP, but alas. It is quite a good place to write things.... An "electronic journal" if you will. I'm going to be using EP mostly as a way to get my thoughts out of my head. I've been stressed a lot lately, and everything, no matter how...
    CaptainHowdy21 CaptainHowdy21 22-25, F Nov 13, 2013

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    Being More Than Words

         "Close the door, write with no one looking over your shoulder.  Don't try to figure out what people want to hear from you; figure out what you have to say.  It's the one and only thing you have to offer."     -     Barbara Kingsolver
    Manorkill1 Manorkill1 56-60, M Jul 5, 2011

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    I always write; Writing is my passion.

    The feeling of the keys under my fingers gives me such a rush. The pen between my fingers, swiftly running over the paper, scribbling down words gives me comfort. Writing is my comfort zone, as well as reading. I laugh when my best friend threatens to take my books away and burn...
    RidleyBostwick RidleyBostwick 13-15, F 1 Response Feb 22

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    Good Night Already

    The ex is in bed passed out beside me. God his feet smell nauseating. He makes these smacking sounds with his lips that sound like he's sucking on some jolly rancher candy. I never thought this was cute. Now I can be openly annoyed by it! Sometimes when he rolls over he elbows me...
    Looking4clues Looking4clues 26-30, F 2 Responses Jun 13, 2012

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    Seasons change , summer nights whisper to me

    sweet nothing's in my ear , of past loves and lonely lullabies , we're a on going cycle of beauty and love like this circle that goes around in life . The circle of life and love . We're here for you . Everyday . We are the moon the earth, the stars the grass , the graduate of...
    Delusionalkrysti Delusionalkrysti 22-25, F 1 Response Nov 30

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    My uncles has nine hours of surgery today

    and he will still have to have more surgeries after that. I'm not sure how he will do. He still is only alive because of a respirator and they don't know if his body can handle surgery. I'm gonna go see him tmrw in the ICU.
    blahlahblah599 blahlahblah599 16-17, F 1 Response Aug 29

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    I came across this site by accident,

    and find that the open minded and accepting community will allow me to put my thoughts into words. I like the privacy this site provides, and look forward to being able to write out and process my thoughts and experiences.
    WrittenWishes WrittenWishes 41-45, F 3 Responses Nov 8

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    ctadams2 ctadams2 22-25, F 1 Response Aug 27

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    I like to write stories.

    It helps me relax and I can let go of all my feelings. I make a character that goes through things that I'm feeling.
    ShhhAnon ShhhAnon 16-17, F 2 Responses Nov 9

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    I journal; it helps me get any bad thoughts out

    and keeps me from getting to stressed and then doing something I may later regret. It can have consequences though.
    xPrincessMia xPrincessMia 16-17, F Nov 10

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    All at once my life was changed.

    Feelings and friendships rearranged. The rhythm of my heart was altered the moment our self control faltered. Our love became a hiding place separate from real time or space. Now there's just an emptiness left by your kiss and sweet caress. The time for reconciliation has...
    nvragain1024 nvragain1024 31-35, F Nov 9

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    Memoirs started writing going well I think.

    It really is therapeutic this writing business. At School my English Teacher Mrs Ramm encouraged me to read and write. One day I will dedicate my book to her beloved memory.
    Kitchenmess Kitchenmess 61-65, F Nov 16

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    DEAD ROSES Am I not to be

    who I think I am? A questionable bystander in my nonexistent world. Dreaming was a necessity for only in my dreams was I what I wish to be. Never thinking only speaking. Never feeling only touching. Being touched and crying It's been so long. my tears revive not my dead roses...
    nvragain1024 nvragain1024 31-35, F 1 Response Nov 13

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    The mirror to myself is my soul ,

    my soul is standing right in front of me but I cannot see her , for she is so hidden and tied down by self doubt and insecurities that every time she tries to break free she can't and gets another cut on her beautiful silhouette .
    Delusionalkrysti Delusionalkrysti 22-25, F Dec 2

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    I write so that I can lose myself Then build

    myself up I write to tell the unspoken words that I keep bottled up I spit the fire my heart yearns to release I'm going to chew up all these other poets and show ‘em what makes my brain twist and turn with endless paths that all lead to a dead-end Listen to the words as I...
    lace1996 lace1996 18-21, F 2 Responses Nov 8

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    (This is a really. old old I came across) I

    wish I could fly far away tonight. I wish I could die but never get it right. I wish I could cry but I'm conquered by fright. I wish I could try but I've lost all my might. I wish I could lie but it's not worth the fight. I wish I could fly far away with you...
    nvragain1024 nvragain1024 31-35, F Nov 13

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