h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

I've written a lot all my life from the age of 7. That was to do with the move from the countryside to the deathly stupid mock Victorian place. Everything changed.

I've decided to put something here to do with my mother. My brother turning up when I was three was also a catastrophe. She didn't handle the new dynamic very well.

I've never thought to put stuff here on h2g2..but now with the prospect of noohootoo..I'm thinking to maybe put some stuff here. This poem is quite angry.

YOU CANNOT

Mummy you cannot
Bully me!
Not even when I was three
Could you,
When you produced a little
He.

But I, I am a She;
You cannot,
And you never could
Bully me!

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I'm thinking I might start writing again.

I like the poem.

How long since you've been writing?

Oh a couple of years I think. That was from about then. I was in a performance group. We did music and spoken word stuff. I wrote the word stuff...sometimes it was sung. We were all part of a local mental health group. But the band suddenly sort of exploded

I'm still getting over it. I haven't written anything since.

Most of the stuff was quite anarchic. We made up instruments out of funny objects.

But yeah..not much to say really...

I've been writing since I was 7 I said in OP.

I've never before knowingly witnessed a third person nominative pronoun take an article! The only similar usage I can think of is in something I wrote long ago in which the same sort of pronoun took a demonstrative pronoun before it ('this she').


Keep writing!

All the stuff happening here is like an upheaval..and it's amazing that it can also work in an online community..like such things work in real life cultures.

It's certainly affected me a lot. And you know the way you keep the lid on stuff..and then unexpectedly it shifts.

I dunno if it will actually have any lasting effects for me because I've more or less given up on myself..but for now at least it's real.

Oh, definately keep writing and defaintely don't give up on yourself... not at all... Who'd I have left to chat too in the middle of the night?
Some friends of mine in Cambridge, had a arts/acting/performance art, group set up which was run by and for people in this area with mental health problems, which like you said above, eventually self-imploded... Which was a pity as it was both very entertaining for any people as spectators, and I know for my friends here in Cambridge with various mental issues, it was a quite important thing for them... I think here, eventually it got so that there was only one of the people really doing all the organising, all the directing it to new projects etc., and the responsibility eventually began doing more harm than good for his state of mind .. sadly he's since turned in on himself a lot, though I do occasionally manage to make him come out drinking, which is probably good in some ways that at least he's still going out from time to time, but I'm never really sure the bad/good (I'm guessing bad), potential interaction of the medication he's on and things like booze... though as he drinks a lot when he's just hiding up in his flat, I figure at least when he's out and about in differnt pubs and places, that has to be better than his sitting alone at home drinking
Actually the same thing pretty-much happened with our blind cricket team... people kept promising to turn up, to do various roles within the team, and eventually it all fell on one person, and then the whole thing imploded
err what was I saying....?
oh... yes, keep up the writing, definately...

I'm fine..just getting a bit,

'For all the world's a stage and all the men and women merely players'

Shakespeare stuff.

Don't give up on yourself, you just become my friend and I don't like losing friends

Keep on writing, and stick it here

Yes... What Magwitch said