I thought this post up on Lindsay's blog was really interesting especially in light of a new storyline that has been happening in the doll world at our house. We had a fairly traumatic trip to the pediatrician a few weeks ago that culminated in the ChickieNob screaming and me sitting on the floor sobbing afterwards with her. The pediatrician called two times after the visit to check in on her mental well-being and I told the doctor that the ChickieNob wanted to talk about the visit non-stop. The doctor encouraged me to let her talk about it because it was healthy.
After a few days, that topic of questioning was replaced with new and more interesting sets of questions including, "why do people have to wear clothes?" and "what do bears do all day?"
A few days ago, the ChickieNob started insisting that she needed me to play doctor's office with her. It couldn't be Daddy--it had to be me. The visit began much like our usual doctor's office game which is really just a reenactment of an old Max and Ruby episode. Then suddenly, the ChickieNob strayed from our usual storyline and started talking about her own traumatic visit to the doctor and making me act it out with her--sometimes following the story to its actual end and sometimes veering off into a happier tale.
I am always the doctor and the ChickieNob is the Mommy and Minnie Mouse is the baby. The ChickieNob does a much better at mothering than I did at that doctor's visit, but to be fair, I had to act in the moment with an actual crisis at hand and the ChickieNob has the benefit of three weeks of deep thought on the matter.
I'm not sure if this game is for her to make sense of what happened or to show me what she wished I had done or to make me feel guilty as all get-out. And if there will ever be a release--is this the figurative draft form of a post and she'll soon hit publish and release it away from herself?
I asked a while back if people felt the thought was complete or the peace gained if they didn't hit publish. We also often discuss the unhealthy side to blogging--how another person's situation can escalate our own fears, how we can become more upset than we would have if we were merely living our own life vs. living our life while reading so many others. Yet here is this article that states the enormously positive aspect to blogging--the release of those words, the feedback gained, the cheap therapy.
I definitely use blogging as such--the cheap therapy and the more vocal therapy. So much of therapy is just sitting there and talking it out but blogging is really a conversation with the main idea placed out by the writer and all of the responses provided by the reader. Why do you blog--to record the story, to get the words out of your heart? And do you feel emotionally healthier right now than you did before you started blogging or do you feel that blogging can be detrimental to your emotional health overall?