Trichotillomania: Her incredibly powerful poetry

Trichotillomania: Her incredibly powerful poetry

One thing I try to do to support my oldest child – the one that suffers from Trichotillomania – is encourage her creative side.

This 13 year old girl who suffers from anxiety and compulsive hair-pulling is scary-good creative. She had to write poetry for her Accelerated Language Arts class, and the result is incredibly powerful.

This is her poem; her words. This is not my work, but rather the work of my 13 year old.

My Secret Friend, My Secret Self

When the music plays, I see things.

I see things no one else can see, colors, tastes, sounds.

We meet alone in the place we built together.

A warm house to keep the rain out.

Made of bricks and logs, a warm fireplace and crackling embers.

A secret friend is fun to have.

A secret friend is safe to have.

A secret friend is never lonely.

Because they never leave you.

I have a secret friend.

She sings and likes to dance. Just like me.

We see the same colors and feel the same sensations.

She feels smooth, light and delicate.

Yet strong, determined and stubborn.

Her colors are rare, she’s the only one I see with these colors.

Crimson red, citrus orange, lemon yellow, flamingo pink.

Yet, I see corrupted green, rotted blue and resentful purple.

No one is perfect. We all have our faults.

I wish her to be real.

She wishes to be real.

Her name is Soul.

She is my other me.

K.E. Larsen 01/26/2016

I’m completely blown away by this woman-child of mine. She is sweet, considerate, quirky and incredibly smart. I just wish she’d believe that of herself.

As we work on the fictional novel, we’ll find some way to incorporate her poetry into the book. This is too good to pass up.

1 Peter 4:10 (NET Bible)

10 Just as each one has received a gift, use it to serve one another as good stewards of the varied grace of God.

James 1:17 (NKJV)

17 Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow of turning.


My girl’s creative side is a stress reliever for her Trich and the accompanying anxiety.

If you suffer from Trich, how do you cope? What are some strategies you use to relieve stress?

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Did you like this post? Like poetry? Here are a few of my poems you may enjoy:

 Snow Falls – A Winter Poem

Ahhh… Spring!

Fall – A Grey and Blustery Poem

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