For as long as I can remember I have always been empathetic. I feel deeply for the homeless, the starving, the sexually, mentally, emotionally and physically abused men, women, and children of our world. And I have always felt the need to help these people in any way I can.
But I have also felt guilty because I walk past them and do nothing for them. I know now that it is impossible for me to help them. I am only one person. And I have my own baggage to sort through. I have skeletons in my closet. And I need to take care of myself first. However, the fact that I am empathetic will not change.
I stumbled upon a class on Skillshare, “Poetry I: Introduction to Making Poems” by Cameron Conaway, and thought “This sounds fun.” So I took the class and learned how to write poetry. It was more than fun, it was liberating. With every poem I completed, I felt a hell of a lot better. And so writing has become my drug of choice.
Whenever I’m depressed or anxious about anything, I write a poem about how I feel at that very moment. Whenever I feel empty or devoid of all feeling I write a poem about what that feels like.
After reading my poetry I realized that I can inspire someone who is suffering in silence to speak up about their pain. So I decided to write a collection of poetry and learn how to self-publish.
So here is my introduction:
Hello, My name is Aurea Fae and I am a depressed college drop out who contemplates suicide almost daily. I currently live in Maryland with my family. I write poetry about my struggle with depression, anxiety, childhood sexual trauma, and negative body image. And more than anything I want anyone who sees a reflection of themselves in my writing to get the help they need in order to heal. Because you deserve it.
I plan on self-publishing my first ever collection of poetry, The Fog, on Amazon sometime next year.