I know that practically no one reads these, and I guess I'm okay with it. Writing has always been a way for me to express myself, and in eighth grade my teacher told me that I needed to write a book. For a little while I believed her, I wanted to write for a living; there was something in the words that made me feel safe. At the same time the words made me feel scared, they made me feel vulnerable almost naked. I guess that's what they do though, there's almost no way to hide what you are feeling when it's written down. That's what drew me to writing. And if you've read some of my stories you would know what I mean, and most of them are written in fits of anger or sadness that never ends. I realize now that when you are blinded by emotions, the story can be compelling but it can also be horrible. I started this by saying that no one ever reads these and that I know that, but that doesn't mean I'm going to give up on this. I know that I don't post often but I will when I can. And nothing is going to stop me from writing stories and sharing them with the world because this is how I cope, this is how I make it through life.
