Positively Depressed: writing

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Saturday, March 1, 2014

Just a Reminder Why I Write

I have always been friendly, a people person, a talker. I always got along with just about anyone. But I never knew I had so much to say. I am NOT a "yes" or "no" type of gal. I respond, comment, answer everything as if it was an essay question. Maybe it has to do with my many years as a professional college student, who knows; or maybe it has to do with my shyness that plague my childhood and early adult years. One thing is for sure, I always loved to write. I always wanted to be heard and appreciated for what I wrote.

I feel like I have lived most my life wondering what others thought of me. Now that I have freed myself from what others think, I am able to be my true authentic self. I am finally able speak my mind. I am now able to speak openly about myself, express my feelings, and to tell the world what I honestly think about issues that interest me. I am finally able to write whatever I want as a blogger. Wow, what a great feeling to find my voice. The tape has been ripped off my mouth. Now I just cannot seem to shut up. I will not be quiet. I am me, hear me roar.

Yes, I suffer from Major Depressive Disorder, Generalized Anxiety Disorder, and I am highly sensitive among other illnesses. My only child, my teenage daughter suffers from Anxiety, Borderline Personality Disorder, and Bipolar with Anger Issues. So you see, I want to do my part in helping to end the stigma of mental illness. I hope to inspire others. I want people to know that they are not alone. We all have a story to tell. This is my story, my journey with mental illness. I am not defined by my mental illness but it has made me who I am today. I blog to help myself and hopefully others. I also share my journey, my life, the real me on various social media outlets. I am an open book that I proudly display. I am not ashamed of who I am. I do not need anyone's persmission to live my life. It is MY life to live. This is my always real, beautifully chaotic, mostly stressful, overly sensitive, wild at heart, very random, attitude filled, so caring, so loving, anxious with life, trying to cure my loneliness, hell of a story.

Saturday, July 27, 2013

Wild about words

I am wild about words.

I love finding new fonts.

I love a thesaurus.

As long as I can remember,

I always wanted to be a writer,

believer, lover, dreamer,

to be braver, and to inspire others.

Writing is my way of making everything

I have longed for come alive.

By writing I make a difference,

a difference in me.

I always desired to share my

thoughts and feelings

with others in order to be

understood, to be able to express

myself, to be heard, to help, and

to let the real me out for the world to see.

I love that I am finally at one with

myself and my words.

I love writing and

writing loves me.

I may never write a book.

I am not a poet,

or a fiction writer.

I am just passionately

curious about writing.

I owe it all to my sensitivity,

perseverance, and the

ultimate soul searching that has

come from depression and

all it taught me.

QUOTES

“I make writing as much a part of my life as
I do eating or listening to music.”
---Maya Angelou

"I write only because there is a voice
within me that will not be still."
----Sylvia Plath

"I write to find out what I didn't know I knew."
---Robert Frost

"The role of the writer is not to say what we all can say, but
what we are unable to say."

---Anais Anin