Because of my life experiences and my mother down-grading me as a child I never really became a social person. Talking never was my thing because I was always afraid of people judging me, or making fun of me. And I would get punished for speaking. My brain made different pathways. As a result, my writing seems to flow more fluently and easily.
Growing up I coped by creating a world inside my head. I see the world in a completely different way. I have always felt like an outcast no matter what environment I am in. I felt different because I was treated differently growing up.
As a result, I have no problem taking an idea or thought and putting ink to paper. I have always been able to sit down and write whether it’s about my belief in God, things I’ve learned through life or a short story.
Today I still have struggles but have been successful at coping and managing what life has thrown at me. Today choose to love, rather than hate. I’ve had enough hate to last a lifetime. That is my success.
From Pity to Praise 