Whatever it's supposed to be. A diary. A journal. A notebook. A place to scream, or cry. A place to excited. A place to jot down my notes, and explore my mind. A place to..... Put it all out and not feel bad. Be ashamed. Be stressed. Be comfortable with myself. I can't, and I won't lie. I'll say the shitty parts. I.... Will not have this used against me, if you know who I am. I can't, and won't. The only other place I can feel safe. I'm creating this at 3 am. This is the first piece of writing I have made, since 2015. I need to vent. To someone. To something. Somewhere. Somehow. So let's.... Start. We won't start slow, or fast, or big or small. We can just..... Start. Right...?
