Im what people call weird, the outcast, the worthless one. And who knows maybe they're right. I suffer with depression but then again who doesn't. I have always been good at hiding that depression behind a character, a mask if you will, but it never goes away
They say that to become known as a good writer, you should write what you know, to take from your own life and take a little creative license to it. Here's what life has taught me; no matter what you do it may never be enough. I have known heartache and loneliness, loss and grief, anger and abandonment, immense love, and every once in a while I've known a spark of magic. Now life has given me something new, something exciting; motherhood. Now maybe I will write of unconditional love and a reason to truly live. 
Writing has been a passion of mine since I was little but I've never found the courage to share it, I guess it was time to change. I often write when events in my life effect me. It's at those points in my life that I put pen to paper. Eventually they find there way on to here. So many people have put me down because they don't like what I write or are offended by it, I don't to offended people. 
Most of my characters are based on real people in my life and their storylines are based on real events around me. This is one way I can get what I feel out to those who I need to tell but can't. 
I hope people enjoy what I write and if not then I hope I haven't offended anyone. 
This is me.
If you decide to read any of my things, I offer one warning; don't get attached to characters.