My Writing Experience

Writing is something that is intoxicating to me. When I write, my current problems disappear, and all of my focus turns to the stories my brain is itching to let free. At times writing becomes a coping mechanism for when it is a necessity to divert my attention away from my own mental anguish. From a young age reality is something that I have tried my best to avoid, due to the fact that I have had to live with a Generalized Anxiety Disorder. As a child the real world seemed entirely too frightening for me, so all of my attention turned towards fantasy. Eventually, my mind became chock-full of an interminable amount of fantasies: the mystical world of Harry Potter, the blood-curdling adventures of Percy Jackson, and the incredibly daring Mulan.

Feelings of dread would fill my head when a teacher sadistically assigned us an essay, and the thought that writing could be done for enjoyment never entered my mind. My distaste for writing developed because I just assumed that my writing was disastrous. My personal views regarding writing as a whole started to change at the beginning of my high school career. After learning the different types of sentence structures in 10th grade, I began to write more frequently. Before learning that there were different ways to structure a sentence, writing felt entirely too robotic for me. However, now there are an insurmountable number of different ways to articulate a sentence available to me, ways that had never appeared in my wildest dreams. Before my love before my love writing had developed, I used to daydream frequently in order to function, and euphoric feelings seemed to fill the air when I learned that it was possible to plaster my fantasies onto paper. In fact, when my time spent writing started to become more frequent, I realized that it could be used as a way of coping with my anxiety. Thoughts of swashbuckling pirates and sensational first kisses of true love, that would bounce around in my brain like ping pong balls, could finally find their home on a sheet of paper. My infatuation for writing has continued to grow exponentially ever since I had made this monumental

The first draft of a piece is my absolute favorite part of writing.To me the first draft portrays the raw emotions and personal thoughts of the writer. It is almost like the writer has bled out onto a piece of paper, and then the reader is able to view a creation that came directly from the author’s heart. In my life writing serves the purpose of taking the fantasies inside my head, and then making them into a reality. Writing provides me with a temporary relief from my real life, and it allows me to be able to momentarily walk away from my anxiety. When I am writing a story, that story becomes a part of me. The best way to describe what role writing plays in my life is that it is a medicine that I can't live