Why I Write

Growing up I wasn’t rich, I was raised by my pops because my mom left when I was a little girl but that’s another story. So when I started high school my dad couldn’t afford to pay for my school tuition and provide the textbooks I needed.

So I had to borrow my classmate’s book and write out the whole textbook so I had the work for class so that way I wouldn’t fall behind and because of that, I have developed a love for writing. I love to sit and write about any to everything from my feeling to my thought, to my deepest pain, writing to me is very therapeutic it helps me to express and release any emotion or issue that I may face. Writing help me to face my darkest fair and release any tension from within.

One of the reasons I took so long to started my own blog was because I struggle with grammar and proper English writing and over the years I have had people beat me down because of this that I become self-conscious and develop a fear to do what I love. I eventually accept it as one of my flaws, I am who I am not everyone was born to be perfect or write properly, I embrace who I am instead of making someone stopping me from doing what I love I came to term with who I am.

Ever since then i let those things go and put pen to paper and the rest was history.