I'm a quiet person. I have struggled with anxiety and depression for years. Writing was my only escape I had, it was the only thing that has survived my worst times, the only thing that could ever remain mine. Something no one could ever take from me and one of the only things to keep me going. 

I have a difficult time connecting with other people, and explaining how I feel, I spent so many years pent up in my agony, that it's too hard to explain, but writing is a place I have, where I can relate to my characters and easily show their emotions.