Sunday, 29 May 2011

So cut my wrists and black my eyes...

Catharsis
- the purging of emotions or relieving of emotional tensions, especially through certain kinds of art, as tragedy or music.

Cathartic relief comes in many forms - through artistic expression in painting, singing, music and performing, often manifesting itself in the variety of forms of 'self harm', from pinging elastic bands around your wrist to actual cutting.  Everyone discovers their own way of releasing these emotions, entirely unique to each person, some more 'healthy' than others.

I write down my thoughts and feelings, in their rawest, bluntest form, as they are for my eyes only.  The bottling up of my more extreme emotions causes me to get ill; so i try to avoid it as much as possible.

Now i have no release left, as i feel like no where is safe for my thoughts, except in my head.  And the last time i felt this ill, was when i had swine flu.  So now i'm hunting down new bands, to escape the overload of memories from all my favourite bands, as music is the best form of catharsis, because when words fail, music speaks.

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