Dear readers, I am writing this post in response to an assignment from my English Composition class. I am taking this class in an attempt to better myself as a writer, and to further my education. My inspiration for this post came from George Orwell and Joan Didion. Their pieces both titled Why I Write made me reconsider the true driving force that led me to write. George Orwell writes” For this and other reasons I was somewhat lonely, and I soon developed disagreeable mannerisms which made me unpopular throughout my school days. I had the lonely child’s habit of making up stories and holding conversations with imaginary persons, and I think from the very start my literary ambitions were mixed up with the feelings of being isolated and undervalued. I know that I had a facility with words and a power of facing unpleasant facts, and I felt that this created a sort of private world in which I could get my own back for my failure in everyday life.” I find this passage moving and relatable. I too was a lonely child. Despite having 5 siblings. Too this day I tend to make up stories and imaginary characters as my mind wanders from the task at hand.
I have come to the conclusion that I write for three main reasons, as an emotional outlet, to further my education, and to expand my imagination. I write poetry, short stories, and blog’s. My poetry is dark, demonic, filled with evil, a way out of this cruel world. My focus on short stories is solely to further my education and to become an overall better writer. Although my passion for writing lies within my prior blog. In this blog I write about my condition. I have a chronic illness, a rare genetic disorder- Ehler’s danlos syndrome. This makes my life a living hell. I am in an unimaginable pain every day. I do not remember the last time I was able to go hiking or play a sport. My only escape is through words or images on a page.
A sample from one of my medical blog post:
I am suffering to stay in the light as I fight this illness, struggling with my body, and my health rapidly declining. The constant pain and frequent hospital visits is emotionally draining, but I am alive and here today. Maybe someday I will be healed, until then I do not fear this awful condition anymore. I have come to terms with the fact that I may never get better. God blessed me with another day on this beautiful Earth. And that is enough. I am so joyous to be able to say I have lived to fight another day.
1 John 4:18 "There is no fear in love. For perfect love casts out all fears, because fear has to do with punishment. And the one who fears is not made perfect in love."
Jude 24-25 "To him who is able to keep you from stumbling and to present you before his glorious presence without fault and with great joy— to the only God our Savior be glory, majesty, power and authority, through Jesus Christ our Lord, before all ages, now and forevermore! Amen."
I have come to the conclusion that I write for three main reasons, as an emotional outlet, to further my education, and to expand my imagination. I write poetry, short stories, and blog’s. My poetry is dark, demonic, filled with evil, a way out of this cruel world. My focus on short stories is solely to further my education and to become an overall better writer. Although my passion for writing lies within my prior blog. In this blog I write about my condition. I have a chronic illness, a rare genetic disorder- Ehler’s danlos syndrome. This makes my life a living hell. I am in an unimaginable pain every day. I do not remember the last time I was able to go hiking or play a sport. My only escape is through words or images on a page.
A sample from one of my medical blog post:
I am suffering to stay in the light as I fight this illness, struggling with my body, and my health rapidly declining. The constant pain and frequent hospital visits is emotionally draining, but I am alive and here today. Maybe someday I will be healed, until then I do not fear this awful condition anymore. I have come to terms with the fact that I may never get better. God blessed me with another day on this beautiful Earth. And that is enough. I am so joyous to be able to say I have lived to fight another day.
1 John 4:18 "There is no fear in love. For perfect love casts out all fears, because fear has to do with punishment. And the one who fears is not made perfect in love."
Jude 24-25 "To him who is able to keep you from stumbling and to present you before his glorious presence without fault and with great joy— to the only God our Savior be glory, majesty, power and authority, through Jesus Christ our Lord, before all ages, now and forevermore! Amen."