"...and with the wings I had grown with trauma and pain, 
 I shall fly higher than this Hell.  
I shall shed the skin you bruised like a snake in the grass 
 and you will see strength. 
 you will see beauty." -T.E.C (To The Hands That Still Cage Me, 2018) 

For as long as I can remember, I've struggled with not knowing who I wanted to be or what I wanted to do as an adult, however there's always been one profession I always kept going back to; writing. It has always been the one thing to fill me with serenity and joy. Creating worlds, creating lives and scenarios that are my own ; it's euphoric. I want to become a published writer and create literature that could reach out to people and make a difference. Perhaps it's possible to change the world with a simple idea, and it's my dream to do that someday.