Forging a space for creative expression is a huge part of our therapeutic approach at Orri.
Here, one of our clients kindly shares a poem she wrote and brought to a group therapy session.
My friends will understand that this statement feels a tad radical:
I feel happy.
I am content.
Not feeling as if I am forever about to be ejected from my current circumstances.
The relationship lasted on and off for 19 years.
The ropes finally came off.
I took to life with evangelical zeal.
I appeared to throw in the towel at the age of 18.
I had no intention of sabotaging my existence by being confined to breakdowns, cocooning, clinical depression.
I was slightly terrified of myself; to rise to the challenge.
There was a lot of obsession.
My world seemed dominated by refusing the intimacy of vulnerabilities.
Resolutely defining myself.
And then there were people who burst into my life burning firework-bright.
I remember eyeing my body with scientific objectivity.
Yet the controlled highly disciplined relationship simply ceased.
If I had to summarise this, it would be feeling that anything could happen.
Why not extend life pleasures?
Truly living it rather than retreating.
It still takes me breath away –
The resurgence of emotions it brings.