Art can almost never be pure.
I would like to remove the word ‘never’ from the above sentence, but I loathe to make definitive statements. There may be an exception to the rule that I haven’t explored and will never be exposed to. But as it stands, I am not convinced.
It comes down to intention.
Read MoreBound to the Wings of a Butterfly is a collection of poetry, written as an act of writing therapy. It is about healing, recovery, and self-acceptance. About the journey of discovery that comes with true internal healing, and about transforming our lives, towards positivity, beauty, and love…
Read MoreTips for Making Money Creating Art
Big news, I’m now earning enough from my online work to pay the rent. That’s right, my poems are paying the bills baby!
Breaking this milestone came as somewhat of a surprise. Given that I have multiple sources of income, it took until tax time for me to do the math, and realise that I had, after five years, in-fact ‘made it’.
True, I’m not living off my work, I’m not uber wealthy or well known, but the fact remains, the rent is paid, and next year is looking even better…
Read MoreIt’s only through the open and honest discussion of our mental health issues, past traumas, and the recovery process that we can hope to heal and reduce stigma. I have made it my mission to talk, write, and share my journey as widely as possible, and to encourage others to do the same.
Read MoreI recently posted a meme about neurodivergent people struggling with eye contact, as well as a second post about how a diagnosis is akin to learning that you’re playing the game on hard mode; it doesn’t reduce the difficulty, but it lets you strategize.
This prompted a few of my followers to ask about my diagnosis: Am I neurodivergent? So, I figured I would clarify here.
The short answer is ‘no, but…’
Basically, I have a collection of symptoms that present primarily as anxiety derived from complex post-traumatic stress disorder (c-PTSD)…
Read MorePart of me still cringes at posts like this. It goes against so much cultural stigma and childhood conditioning, ‘Stop crying and harden the f*ck up already son’.
The thing is, I have known far too many people who have ended their own lives, self-harmed or turned to drugs.
I’ve suffered in this way myself.
Yet, despite knowing how healing it is to talk and let go of pent-up emotions, particularly rage, embarrassment, confusion and self-worth issues, it is hard for me to do so.
Read MoreThe good news is that you can bypass those gate keepers. It takes hard work and some divergent thinking, but it’s possible.
I’m doing it with my writing.
I don’t want a traditional publisher for a few reasons (creative licence, topic choices and style). Beyond that, I get nervous at the prospect of the rejection cycle and working with others with my creative work.
Read More“Hey Siri, play Hybrid Theory by Linkin Park.”
I loved that album. Perfectly mixing the clash of drums, distorted guitars, and iconic new metal disc scratching, all overlayed with a vocal combination of rap, rock, and a touch of screamo. But the lyrics, they were something else entirely. It felt like they were pulled straight from my mind. Perfectly expressing the confusing feelings of rage, fear, dissociation, suicidal ideation and anger I felt. Anger I directed at myself and the anger I directed at the world.
Read MoreWhat do you think would happen if you cut out all sugar, fast food, and alcohol from your diet for 75 days straight? What if you also exercised for 90 minutes each day and drank 3+ litres of water?
You’d become a shredded god, lose a bunch of weight, and get super fit and strong… right?
Wrong.
You would probably just look slightly more toned and lose a little bit of your love handles – at least that’s what happened to me…
Read MoreI don’t know who I am.
Sure, I can list superficial markers of identification, but these feel more like generic labels as opposed to true representations of ‘me’.
I am a father.
I am an author.
I am a husband.
I train martial arts.
I prefer quiet recreation.
I could go on an on with these descriptors, but their sum still wouldn’t come close to encompassing who or what I am. Beyond that, I simply do not connect to them. That list would describe a person, but not me. I don’t think it could ever describe me. I am not sure that there is a ‘me’ to be described…
Read MoreI just woke up and the anxiety was upon me. It only took nine minutes.
Nine minutes before I began to dwell on an upcoming social obligation. Oscillating between deciding to go and hating it, or decided to bail and letting everyone down.
Read MoreOr do it & stop taking writing advice from mediocre bloggers like me …
As NaNoWriMo approaches unsuccessful writers all over the blogger sphere will be attempting to cash in on your dreams.
They know it’s hard to write a novel, so hard in-fact that they have given up trying. Instead they are here to you offer you advice on how to complete their lost dreams…
Read MoreI want to make it clear that I am 100% supportive of the intent behind these guidelines: Consent is king. Safety is paramount. Minors must be protected.
My problem is with the execution and judgement of what is considered acceptable and what isn’t. Put simply, questionable posts are flagged and removed by algorithms/AI whose decision can then be appealed and supposedly reviewed by a real person…
Read MoreI am not in a good way right now. My social anxiety is through the roof, I am struggling to look people in the eye, and I am having panic attacks while shopping. I find myself staring at a blank wall, for minutes on end, attempting to decompress from even the most mundane interactions or setbacks.
Read MoreWhat does friendship as an adult look like, or more specifically, what does friendship as an adult look like when you have a mental illness?
Answer: not like the movies, not like you learnt in high-school, and it isn’t easy for either party.
Read MoreWhy writing a web comic is harder than writing about trauma
I write down what was discussed, and any advice given. I do not want to leave the session and forget what was covered. I am paying for it after all, with my time, money, and mental state…
Read MoreWant to lose my respect? Attempt to rush my recovery or place my mental health on a (your) time limit…
Read MoreDuring therapy, I take notes.
I write down what was discussed, and any advice given. I do not want to leave the session and forget what was covered. I am paying for it after all, with my time, money, and mental state.
Read MoreA quick review of our past reveals many moments of joy and positivity; times when things just worked. When a failure came, it did not break us. We picked ourselves back up, learnt a lesson, and pushed forward. Similarly, we can look back and see expanses of misery and suffering. Times where we were down and out, at rock bottom and struggling. There were occasional wins, yet these barely succeeded in moving the needle.
Read MoreSome I know of and actively avoid. Others blindside me. Some are specific, only occurring around a particular person or situation. Others are global and will without fail impact me anywhere and everywhere.
It can be a look, a smell, a touch. Anything.
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