Writing Saves My Life

I feel the need to explain myself to myself. I feel the need to analyze every aspect of my (inner) life. Why am I thinking the thoughts I’m thinking right now? What do my thoughts say about me? If I’m being hyper-critical, how am I responding to my hyper-critical thoughts? Am I challenging my hyper-critical thoughts, or am I using them to support irrational beliefs that I’m inherently weak and irrevocably damaged? Why am I writing—again—about my thoughts?

I have so much to live for, so much to look forward to. Still, when my overthinking goes into overdrive, I find myself returning to thoughts of suicide. I don’t have any plans, just a vague sense that death is easier than (my) life. When these thoughts arise, I hold on to my life. I think of at least one reason to stay alive.

For now, I must be patient. Healing takes time. I’ll keep writing because writing saves my life.

2 thoughts on “Writing Saves My Life

  1. How to Prosper August 20, 2021 / 10:01 am

    Writing saves your life and changes the lives of those lucky enough to read your writing.

    Thank you for sharing this my friend.


  2. Charles B. Snoad August 20, 2021 / 10:13 am

    Thank you very much. Your words mean a lot to me. Be well.

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