Writing As A Form Of Therapy

[StuF]

@Shaz51Thanks!

[bipolarbunny]

Beautiful prose @StuF & @Mazarita xx

BB 🐰💙

[StuF]

@bipolarbunny 

Thanks!

[Shaz51]

ohhh @StuF  can you tag me my awesome friend xoxo 

Hello @Silenus , @bipolarbunny , @Mazarita , @Dimity 

[StuF]

@Shaz51Will do 🙂

[bipolarbunny]

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So found a verse inspired by a discussion I had with my psychologist several months ago. We were talking about whether bipolar and the ability to write about it is a gift or a curse. There have been times I've found both to be true. But after writing over 100 poems since August 2020, a lot inspired by things discussed in session, there's no doubting the therapeutic value of being able to write. I'm still on the fence about bipolar being a curse or a gift, but I guess maybe they are not mutually exclusive? My psychologist is Team Gift. 

BB 🐰💙

The Gift

You call it a gift, but to some it’s a curse,

Words bouncing around in a frivolous verse,

That are pulled from a mind that is fixing to flee,

The insanity waging its war within thee. 

To write is to share, to share is to feel,

But nothing I write is a really big deal,

It’s snippets of madness, it’s fragments of pain,

It’s scraps of a life that is hard to retain.

Emotions are wounded, relations are raw,

And so they are perfect to jot in the score,

With stigma surrounding a troublesome heart,

The rhyme writes itself with an ominous start. 

My thoughts duly splayed and chaotically tuned,

Will sometimes reveal a deep festering wound,

And if you are lucky and time’s on your side,

I’ll take you along on my bipolar ride.

But words are just words, they are hardly a gift,

Unless you control them, they’ll run you adrift,

So I guess I am glad I can keep them in line,

And present to you readers, this folly of mine.

It’s lavishly crafted and ruefully told,

The humour is legend, it never gets old,

The struggle uplifting, with tongue stuck in cheek,

You’ll never get bored of the whimsy I speak.

But serious tones will align in the fold,

I’m rarely courageous, I’m woefully bold,

For a gift to be gifted, it must be received,

For a verse to be written, it must be conceived.

So receive it I will and conceive it I must,

I’m rarely mistaken, but this I intrust,

It was never a curse, my opinion did shift,

You were right all along, when you called it a gift.

© BB - 10 Oct 2020

[MDT]

@bipolarbunny

This is a work of art

"With stigma surrounding a troublesome heart,

The rhyme writes itself with an ominous start."

This hit me deep. In a good way. Thank you so much for it 🙂

[bipolarbunny]

@greenpea @Shaz51 @Silenus @StuF @Mazarita @Appleblossom @Judi9877 @rivergal @frog @Always-hope @HenryX @Meowmy @Anastasia @Daisydreamer @EOR @TAB @Fizz @AussieRecharger @TideisTurning @Peonies @BlueBay @Meggle @The-Hams and anyone else passing by that my old brain has forgotten. 

Here's another penned from the crazy in my head during a bipolar episode. 

BB 🐰💙

Confusion

Confusion, contusion,

The wounds are so raw,

Rejected, neglected,

The soul feels it more,

Sensation, sedation,

Too numb to protest,

Restriction, constriction,

Compressing my chest.

Convulsion, revulsion,

I’m bound by a curse,

Frustrated, negated,

The stigma is worse,

Traumatic, rheumatic,

It hurts when I think,

Illusion, delusion,

I’m close to the brink.

Dramatic, erratic,

My bipolar burns,

Ignited, delighted,

The mania turns,

Elated, deflated,

An upside down frown,

Excited, shortsighted,

I’m losing the crown.

Dogmatic, fanatic,

Perfection is rife,

Emphatic, phlegmatic,

It causes real strife,

Exclusion, seclusion,

I’m lost in a fog,

Collusion, intrusion,

It’s all the black dog.

Elation, summation,

All drama aside,

Creation, formation,

It’s time to decide,

Inclusion, extrusion,

Just where you belong,

Incursion, subversion,

The war lingers on.

© BB - 29 Oct 2020

[bipolarbunny]

@MDT Thank you my friend, I'm glad it resonated with you. Have a great evening. xx

BB 🐰💙

[MDT]

For the past few months I have been writing letters to myself. My future self. Its a reflective exercise I am finding quite helpful