Mind Matters: Writing to heal

In the sturm und drang of adolescence, I remember sitting alone on the living room sofa or in my bedroom writing about my wretched state of being in a stream of consciousness fashion. After doing this for 20 minutes or so, I could hardly read these tomes and so would tear them up with a: “blah.” However, I felt relief in pouring out my soul on paper and…

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