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RE: Allergy - A story written in five minutes
Brings back thoughts of my mother who had lupus and was allergic to the sun. She was a big writer too... Sometimes we have to be deprived of something we really want to be forced to search for something that's good in life, too. Nice job.
@wandrnrose7 @svashta sometimes limitations are the very windows of opportunity (':
Exactly! I don't want to repeat myself, so I'll only kindly direct you to the answer I gave to @wandrnrose ^^
I would have to agree with you on that!
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Many times it's that exact deprivation that makes us push a little extra to figure out something different, something new.
I remember having a conversation with a fellow writer some time ago about how they were always very well supported as writers by their parents and peers, and how as a result they were very afraid to write at all because they were afraid they would disappoint. Writing, for them, lost that spark. It ceased to be their getaway, and instead became "an obligation", in a sense.
On the contrary, I was never viewed as a writer, also never encouraged to write - actually ridiculed for writing, truth be told. But all that only meant I only ever wrote for me, with no external expectations to meet, and no quota to reach.
Which of us had (has) it better is up to debate, but there's always some good in the bad, too. And some bad in the good.
Thank you for the comment, though! ^^
Writing was for me a release... I kept my feelings inside growing up most of the time and I did get a little bit of support, but not much. I started out as a young girl writing my own poetry and songs. I would sing many times these songs to myself as I wondered the woods in Pennsylvania. Now I still use it as a release. Maybe someday I'll do something more LOL. You are welcome.
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The writing and singing songs sound so very heartwarming. ^^
I didn't write up until I finished high school... I never got along with the teachers and got bad grades for essays no matter what I wrote. Took away my will to write, even though I always loved the idea of it. It wasn't even writing for "myself" that sparked the fire again - I wrote a whole lot of essays for friends and my ex girlfriend(s), and I very much enjoyed writing them, and they got good critic. :p
As long as it doesn't become a thing you hate! ^^
I had a classmate with lupus too... Yup... She couldn't be exposed under the sun for too long...
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Lupus definitely prevents it's sufferers from participating activities surrounded by sun... in land that has limited summer... I suppose it's not as bad... It would be much harder if you lived in a state like California or Florida, I imagine. All I remember is my mom wearing hats and sleeves after her diagnosis.