Sometimes after writing something dark and violent, I have to take a few minutes to look in the mirror’s mirror. Most of the time, I’m asking myself what the hell is wrong with me. Why do I have such unimaginable acts running through my head? Well, here’s the truth. I don’t even know. I will be asleep at three am in the morning and awaken to something that scares the crap out of me, but I need to share it with others. Was I always like this, or was I suppressing myself to feel normal?
Finally, allowing myself to give in to my twisted mind has given me so much writing freedom. I no longer worry about what if someone thinks I am crazy or digging too deep into the dark side of life. I don’t care. I have a million stories to tell, and before this life is over, I plan on sharing as many as possible. I can’t stress this enough, do not let anyone stifle your creativity for their lack of a good imagination. What you write in fiction is words on a screen, not reality. In this mess of a world, sometimes the best therapy you can get is visiting your own mind and sharing with others what they are too scared to say.
My Thursday Thought’s moral is never to give up challenging yourself and always listen to those annoying little voices in the back of your head. It’s your imagination clawing it’s way out.