Orphic Abditory. Meaning an entrancing or mysterious hiding place. 
A place everyone has, but almost nobody can think of when the time comes. A place that is so special and secret that sometimes we can't find it ourselves. This place is usually somewhere either high and out of sight for objects, or a place we can go that we can just feel alone and in solitude company. Our abditories can only be limited by what we feel comfort in. Smells, Stories, Books, Rooms and People can be an abditory. A place everybody has, but almost nobody can think of when the time comes.

Alexithymia- The inability to express one's feelings.
Whether it be the mental the first mental breakdown and we don't know what we're feeling, or the fact that we know what we're trying to say but the words won't come out of our mouths. The feeling is worldwide. It is infinite and strong and overwhelming at times. The fact that literally every human goes through this incapability does not discourage some from destroying the more public loss for words. 

I am Choice, Words, Home and Me. I write, Speak, Help, Comfort and Read. I can be Friend, Sister, Family, Acquaintance, Love or Enemy. I am not to be Misunderstood. I am not to be Underestimated.

I read all types of stories and books. I can critic any work for you. I can talk with you. 

We Can Help Each Other.