Back when I was in school, I used to love English class. I loved reading and writing essays about novels and Shakespeare. I used to be really good at writing stories and poems, I was the top of the class. Then I stopped. Once I graduated, everything just stopped. I moved back to my home country alone for a year then my family joined me the following year. That is when my life started slowly crumbling to pieces. I stopped reading, writing, even talking to my friends. Suddenly, I was all alone, it was my fault. I shut everyone out, family and friends, everyone. I was descending into a deep depression that ruined my life. It got so bad to the extent that I would go to sleep hoping I wouldn’t wake up in the morning. I just wanted out. This is the first time I’ve ever talked about it to anyone. Ummm .. sorry, didn’t mean for it to get so dark and gloomy. Let’s get the lights on in here. Ok, that’s better. So a few days ago I decided I was going to start writing again. Maybe I’ll start feeling better about myself by doing something for ME. Well, here goes. Let’s see if I still remeber how to do this 😉


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