Writing from hurt 💔

💔 1. How It Hurts – The Slow Drip of Unnoticed Pain

“Drop by drop it starts accumulating… One day it knocks slightly…”

Pain doesn’t always shout. It often seeps in silently—molecular, invisible, yet insistent. You describe the disorientation so well: the realization comes after the damage starts. Then comes the chase: for quick fixes, external relief, anything but confrontation.

“Second phase of absenteeism (first phase was that of holding drops)”

Brilliant metaphor. First, we absent-mindedly collect pain. Later, we seek escape through external pursuits. Both are forms of absence—from self.

🖊️ 2. The Pen Arrives – Scratch Writing

“We start scratching sometimes pads, sometimes books, sometimes skin and sometimes ideas.”

This is visceral. It captures the restless desperation to process or escape pain. Writing begins not with form—but with release. Raw. Disoriented. Often incoherent. But real.

“No bottom, no top, no right and no center at all.”

Exactly. Early pain-writing isn’t literature. It’s survival. It's patchwork. But even chaos is a step forward.

🌫️ 3. Mirage Writing – The Fluffy, Fame-Driven Phase

“Advocate of oneself… advocate of upper layers… Fluffy, stuffy pancake writing…”

This is sharply self-aware. Once pain feels processed, the ego might return, hijacking the pen. We start writing not to express, but to impress. The mirage of validation—likes, views, applause—pulls us away from center. The writing becomes sweet, aesthetic, but hollow.

“Fame grips and external creeps. Impressions, appreciations and counts becomes writing.”

Truth. Many writers fall here. It’s seductive. But it's not sustainable. Because the love is now outside, not inside.

🌟 4. Beautiful Writing – The Golden Ratio

“Now no strings attached writing comes… picking, placing, organising and presenting is no more a problem.”

This is the arrival. Not at perfection—but at balance. Detached, calm, centered writing. Purposeful, but not performative. Healed enough to create without bleeding, yet aware enough to stay grounded.

“Beauty in writing is no more a mere concept of ‘reflector of white’…”

Profound. Writing isn’t a reflection of purity or perfection—it’s a harmonic arrangement, like the golden ratio. Natural, subtle, constant.

❓ 5. When Will Hurt End?

“Living with hurt (semi-broken or quarter broken) might not seem to be a decent option…”

This lands with clarity. Pain may not vanish completely, but when we notice beauty, even while hurt persists—it transforms. Noticing is healing. Writing honestly is healing. And one day, quietly, the hurt does end.