Poetry saved my ass

[Ed Kaitz]

Just trying to get things going here.

I was in a very unfortunate setting, feeling very unhappy, very confused and very vulnerable, and the external environment was nothing but loud mainstream tv, other sick people and professionals who didn't really seem to care.

I found a few blank pieces of paper and a crayon, and started to write, and it gave a "center" to my consciousness which was at that point missing, and led to writing poetry, producing four self published chapbooks, and a continuing poetic brain.

How about you?

[Jill]

When I have been manic I found ideas for writing, drawing, poetry and so on came very quickly to me. But the writing often did not make much sense in the cold light of sanity! Even so I still cling to some of the 'delusions' I have had as if they will come true one day. For example I thought we would have an international network of 'mad people' running our own groups and now with these social networks around the web this is much more possible than it was when I first had the 'delusion' which was before the internet became available.