I realise that when I write it releases some of the pain and shame. Words can be a powerful healer or a weapon to hurt.
When I write it feels like I’m laying my past to rest. When I let my creative juices run riot, it tires my and energises me. The release of the pain sometimes is hard but necessary. As I move forward my writing is becoming more and more a part of Ed. The Ed that is able share his feelings in a controlled way.
I find that writing somehow validates me as a person. I real normal person, who sometimes struggles with life.
Two years ago I started writing as a hobby. I wrote my first poem and a short story. Now I’ve written many poems. Some good and some not so good.