#writing for therapy

[maaikeatthefullmoon]

I have started writing my first ever fanfic, and I’m obsessed.

I’m literally writing every spare minute I get. I think about ideas to distract my brain when it wakes me from trauma dreams caused by my current EMDR therapy. It is genuinely keeping me going through an absolutely hellish time.

It’s probably not very good, but I’m keeping going with it.

I’ve got ideas for other fics, even a whole novel (obviously a unique idea, not someone else’s). And I’m just going to roll with it.

This is an encouragement to anyone who wants to do something creative but are worried they might be shit at it: just do it.

Just. Fucking. Do. It.

Do it for yourself. Not for anyone else. If it’s crap, but you’re enjoying it, then that’s great. Keep going. If it helps to distract you while you/your brain is going through hell - FUCKING AMAZING.

Keep going. And be kind to yourself.

[slytherinlizzy]

Is it relevant to the plot? No. Did I put it in nonetheless? Yes.

[ikinntorispring]

I’ve never wanted to be someone else so bad, anyone else but me.

[solitarywitchintraining]

You were so bad for me that you helped me find myself, you helped me realize that I'm worth more than you are willing to give. You weren't as smart as you thought, in one breath telling me how everyone was against me and in the next telling me how bitter you were that all our friends thought I was the nice one. You would tell me how you spent so much of your life lying, but for me you left that behind, but then seeing your lies and hearing how you would so easily lie to others about your life.

I was with you so long that I began to see through it, could see your tells, could feel when you were twisting a situation. You had a panic attack, told me your doctor's said it was a panic attack, then the next day told me it was a heart attack. You told someone with an anxiety disorder your panic attack symptoms and then got angry when I told you it was a panic attack. You wanted so badly to have something "worse" than what I experienced to hold over me. Then it just disappeared, it didn't suit you anymore and so it was left behind you because you got bored of it.

Desperately you want to be special, you want to be different, you want to be better than but your actions keep you from your pedestal. You have so much potential to be an amazing person but it's wasted because you strive to be better than instead of simply being you, someone who is so intelligent and talented. I hope you find your peace one day because even before we met I know there was a war going on inside you that you can't win.

[amisscorner]

alla mia bambina lascio una coperta di fiori,

per quando la notte l'aria diventerà fredda e la sua anima non troverà pace tra le stelle.

Mio dolce desiderio, sei ricoperta di gelsomini perché tu possa ricordare di essere destinata ad un amore terreno, non ti è permesso sentire altri odori, camminare per queste strade e meravigliarti davanti alla magia della natura,

vivi nell'oblio della mia mente.

Nascerai in un giorno di pioggia, quando la terra sarà modellabile e le mie lacrime si confonderanno con quelle dell'universo, siamo noi a desiderarti tanto, lo puoi sentire dalle piccole radici che ti ho lasciato addosso prima di andare.

Il mio desiderio più profondo protegge la tua anima, ma sarà la terra umida, il fango tra le mie mani, a darti forma e carne con cui muoverti nel mondo,

eccoti,

vibri nel tuo nido, nelle mie viscere.

[mrs-solo-walker]

current WIP status 34402 words… FUCK

[satans-my-spirit-animal]

Got my first hate response for my fan fiction today :/. Not sure why they couldn't just block me if they didn't like my content . They complain about my stuff on their dash and having to scroll through it but it shows up on mine as under expand so I'm not sure if it's an app issue? Not sure if I should keep posting on Tumblr or not. Sucks cause I was writing for therapy purposes to help with my PTSD. If you don't like my content please go ahead and block me instead of sending a hateful ask.

[idlestories]

not just ‘he would not fucking say that’ but ‘he would not, under torture, admit that’

[writingatdusk]

Me writing in the summer: I’m gonna write a story about two friends who learn to support each other and be their true selves, and maybe get into some silly shenanigans.

Me writing in the fall: MURDER! *laughs manically and then sips my tea*

[eccedentesiast-skies]

You’ve grown into someone who would have protected you as a child. And that is the most powerful move you made.

[maaikeatthefullmoon]

Bloody hell.

I started writing in November. The first fictional thing I’d written since I was about 8 years old.

My little descent into writing madness is now 28 chapters long (and still going). And it’s just hit 10k views.

Sure, the overwhelming pessimist in me is convinced people are linking to it to read and point and laugh.

But I’ve had some absolutely wonderful comments (and entire conversations) on it. So I’m trying to remind myself of that.

That my mother was NOT right when she said my story was crap 32 years ago. That I can do this. Sure, this is nothing like that story was, but it’s all the same to me.

And it’s giving me so many creative thoughts and ideas. 🖤

Fandom: Good Omens, Aziraphale & Crowley

Rated: E (although smutty chapters are easily skipped)

I’m not finished writing it yet - currently on Ch33, think it may end up a 40 chapter behemoth.

[slytherinlizzy]

I'm starting to romanticize wearing the messiest bun the world has ever seen for a whole week straight.

[ikinntorispring]

This is one of my many journal entries.

Can I confess something to you, it makes me sick to my stomach thinking about you with anyone else but me. It makes me unbelievably nauseous to think of you holding hands with another, kissing another talking to them like you do me. But you are not mine, and I’m not sure I’m stable to be yours. It’s selfish to beg for you, but isn’t it okay to be selfish sometimes.

- I know I’m stupid

[solitarywitchintraining]

I do not cry because they offered me love or understanding, I cry because they left me alone with the echo of my thoughts and the pain I was distracted from.

[ohwaitwhatdamn]

Chamomile daydreams

wash your hands in chamomile tea

and you will have good luck

Carry it in your pocket for protection

Burn it and clear your mind while

concentrating on transcendintlism

emotional alchemy

Drink it before bed to prevent nightmares

[animentality]