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Originally Posted by Nightside of Eden
It is frustrating when people we care about do destructive things, but unfortunately there's nothing we can do to control their choices, or the ultimate consequences of those choices. It is very sad when they have talents which are going to waste.
Personally, I do thousands of words of creative writing each day despite being bipolar. Unfortunately I can't manage working outside the home at this time (or maybe ever), but I still keep up with my hobbies.
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Wow! Thousands of words of creative writing! How wonderful that must be. I'm a good writer -- mostly non-fiction stories. I'm a good poet, too, when the muse strikes me. I have a stack of poems dating back to the 1970s, about 2 inches thick. I'm planning to make them into a book. I tried taking a novel writing class, but dropped out -- I just have NO creative story writing talent anymore. Not since I was in junior high school. Haven't done poetry for a couple of years. Most of my poetry is "downer" stuff. And I'm not in a really horrible enough mood to write any poems now. For while, though, I was writing a poem a day. Each day, the poem had the same title, "A Poem of Now." I filled up one or two notebooks of these neatly hand written little poems. My main interest is music, but I also draw. I'll be starting a knitted scarf soon, too. Yes, it's sad when people do self destructive things. But I crave a woman friend or two who takes care of her health.