Notes on Adulthood

Adulthood has been a strange journey to embark on. I had thought that the age of enlightenment was eighteen. I thought that once I turned that age, I would finally feel secure in myself and have my life figured out. But eighteen came and went in a rather insignificant fashion. Then nineteen and twenty arrived … Continue reading Notes on Adulthood

My Writing Journals

These books have been with me since I started writing in 2011. Some I am unable to look through - they hold words I can't bring myself to read out of the fear of slipping back into the person I once was. Those words of suffering when my mind was at war with itself. The … Continue reading My Writing Journals