Writing as Healing: Three Ways Your Story Can Set You Free

I want to start by saying something that I think gets left out of most conversations about writing and healing: not every hard thing you've lived through is going to yield a lesson. We live in a broken world. Some things happen that don't resolve into meaning no matter how long you sit with them, no matter how honestly you write about them, no matter how much you pray. I don't want to promise you a neat redemption arc, because life doesn't always give us one.

What I do want to tell you is that writing can still be a companion to your healing—even when the healing is incomplete, the wound is still tender, or you don't yet have words for what happened to you. You don't have to have it all figured out before you write. In fact, some of the most powerful writing I've encountered came from someone who was still in the middle of something, not someone who had arrived safely on the other side.

There are three lanes I've seen writers travel when it comes to writing and healing—writing through the hard things, writing from a healed place, and writing as a practice that participates in your healing. You may find yourself in one of them right now. You may move between all three at different seasons of your life. All three are legitimate. All three illuminate a trail worth following.

Writing through hard things

Your pain is not disqualifying material. The experiences that have cost you the most—the grief, the loss, the betrayal, the years that didn't go the way you planned—are not liabilities you have to hide or work around before you can write something worth reading. They are often the very thing that gives your writing its weight. Readers don't connect with perfection. They connect with truth. And the writer who has lived through something and is willing to bring that experience honestly to the page is the writer who has access to something that cannot be manufactured.

Lean into the hardships. Not to exploit them, and not before you're ready. But don't be afraid of them either. They are part of your story. And your story is worth of being told—authentically.

Writing from a healed place

There is a difference between writing from a wound and writing from a healed place, and your reader will feel it even if she can't name it. Writing from a wound can be raw and real and necessary, but it can also be writing exposes that the trauma or difficult event is still too fresh, still too close, and that what’s showing up on the page hasn't finished being worked out in the writer's own life. That kind of writing has its place, but it isn't always the kind of writing that helps someone else.

Writing from a healed place—or even a healing place—is writing that has some distance on it. Not detachment, per se, but perspective. It's the difference between bleeding on the page and offering your scar as evidence that survival is possible. Both are honest. But one of them is a gift to the reader in a way the other isn't always able to be yet.

If you've been waiting until you feel fully healed before you write about something, I want to gently push back on that. Full healing may take a lifetime. But if you have enough distance to see what the experience taught you, how it changed you, or simply what it cost—that is enough. Write from there.

Writing as the practice that participates in your healing

Sometimes writing isn't the product of healing; it's part of the process. Putting words to an experience does something for the writer that has nothing to do with whether anyone else ever reads it. It creates order where there was chaos. It gives shape to something that has been living formlessly inside you, taking up space and energy without resolution. I truly believe there is something about naming a thing—really naming it, on the page, in your own words—that begins to loosen its hold.

I'm not saying writing is therapy. Please have a therapist if you need one. What I am saying is that the act of writing, for writers, can be a spiritual and emotional practice that moves something that’s been lodged inside us. Journaling. Drafting. Even the slow work of revision—returning to something you've written and finding that you see it differently now—can be evidence of your own growth.

Don't underestimate what the practice itself is doing in you, even when the work never leaves your desk.


Wherever you are right now—in the middle of something hard, on the other side of it, or somewhere in between—there is a version of writing that belongs to this season of your life. You don't have to have it together to write. You don't have to be fully healed to have something worth saying. You just have to be willing to show up to the page as the whole, real, still-becoming person that you are.

That person has a story. And someone out there is waiting for exactly the words only you can write.

What has writing healed in you, or helped you carry? I'd love to hear from you in the comments.

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