I grew up in a rough situation, my two adopted parents were hard asses! When my adopted mother passed away it caused something inside me to go dark, my story writing had died out a bit. I kept going but with much less vigor, my adopted father had taken the rest of my light and squeezed it right out of me. My stories became dark and then withered into nothing, just as my outlook on life had crumbled and decayed into nothing. 
Since then I have struggled with my stories and completing my work. I hope that one day I can pull myself from the pit and make strong story driven protagonist and beautiful plot twists. 
Love the work!