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Writing Only When Things Are Bad
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Written by Sean on Sunday, March 15, 2009
Recently, Claire pointed out that "a lot of the writing on this site is particularly agonizing, Sean’s in particular". Yes, I know, my writing can be quite depressing. And I think it’s true that we all tend to write more when we’re troubled. It would be nice if we wrote more about happy things in our lives.
I don’t have a lot of happy things to discuss lately, it’s pretty much doom & gloom for me. I think that looking back, it would be true to say that over the years of running the site, I’ve tended to write more when I was in a bad place. Perhaps I mull things over more when I’m troubled with BIID. The thing is, the reverse isn’t true. I tried but it didn’t work. You can’t get rid of BIID simply by thinking less!
It isn’t impossible to be happy when you have BIID. Most people have mostly happy lives, or contended at any rate. And perhaps this site is somewhat misleading on that matter. I don’t know.
So, ok, come on, you people who aren’t is deep in the BIID morass as I am, write! Write! We need more "happy" posts…
Tags: Agony, BIID, Depression, Happy
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Wheelman, I have to tell you that I find your approach to spelling just fascinating. Perfectly understandable but certainly original. An art in itself!
LOL…well, it’s all due to my upbringing. When I entered elemtary school in Kindergarden they started a new trial method of teaching kids at my school. Rather than teach us phonics or any normal teaching method they decided to teach us math and spelling and reading over the computer (this was back in the early 90s). As kids we just learned what keys to press to make the computer happy…not how to actually spell words.
As I grew threw school things only got worse, the teachers didn’t inforce any dicipline in their teaching and pritty much how we were taught was that we were just handed a book and told to preform the following problems or answer the questions…they didn’t teach us how to do them in the first place. I can remember well when we were taught to write…they gave us a small laminated cheat sheet with normal printed letters on one side and the cursive equlivialent on the other. Then they told us to write sentances using them.
Thankfully in the second grade I was removed from public school and placed into a small private baptist school. I had to repeat a grade unfortunately, and go to summer school, but it did me a world of good. I was finally taught phonics and how to read, as well as how to write and everything properly.
Over the years I have always had problems with spelling, it’s been my biggest problem in life when it comes to school subjects. It has haunted me pritty much for the rest of my life.
I have had plenty of people become both aggitated at me because of my lack of spelling ability…but also some who just find it hularious and funny at the same time. I have been told before that it’s an art and that a lot of people find it pritty amazing at my attempts to spell words.
-Wheelman
4 On 15 March, 2009, Sean said:
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@Wheelman Were I you, I’d do what I needed to learn to write properly. Your “creative” spelling makes you appear unintelligent (not saying you’re stupid, mind you). I would also learn to become concise, because your long ramblings tend to turn people off before they’ve reached the end, hence may completely miss your entire point.
I would like to see more of your happy writings, Sean. I am a para and was introduced to this site by Sophie. :)
I learned to write papers that were to the point in college. My attention span tends to wander with rambling posts.
6 On 15 March, 2009, Sean said:
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Welcome on board. I’d love to have more happy writings, because it would mean I was happier :)
Thank you for welcoming me aboard! I understand that our lives can not always be happy. My mind was bothered by something yesterday. I spent the afternoon and evening out. As I came home, I noticed some ducks swimming happily around in a pond.
I agree, we do tend to write about the bad things we dwell over. As such, people can relate to our bad experiences and see where we have come from. We give other people a voice to be heard.
I hope you can become happier. :)
Isn’t it that we can easier express our happiness and joys in our real lives? And it is harder to express our despair and morose in our real lives?
I feel that way for myself. Walking through my life, hardly anyone would know I’m as troubled as I am. But here I can come and share with all you and find comfort, even if it’s not all happy, happy, joy, joy.
wheelman,
spelling might be a little off, but at least the message comes through loud and clear!
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1 On 15 March, 2009, Wheelman said:
I have always been known for my extremely long and rambeling post, espectually on my blog…the thing is, writting has always been how I express myself. I hate verbal conversation. Every since I started realizing my feelings in life when I was 13 I started writting about it. It opened so many doors of opertunity just being able to get everything out and to discuss it openly on paper, even if the paper wasn’t shared with anyone. Writting also gives me the ability to think about what I am writting, to examine it and to come up with thoughts and further examine it…I guess that’s why my entrys are always so rambleing.
What I do in my life is I of course write when I feel the tugg inside telling me that I need to write about something that is happening. As you said that usually is when something bad is going on, but also, I do get pulls at times to write about the exciting things. My goal in my life has been to write on a routeen scedule, even if I don’t post it anywhere. This way, if I write when nothing bad is going on and life is just so so, then I am telling the story of a good time or of real life as it is at this moment.
-Wheelman