When I was in despair one night, I started writing on a piece of paper and realized how amazing my life really is.

I write my truth, I write about what I am afraid to say out loud

So yes, with each story, I become a little more fearless.

Now, I write hoping someone out there will find my stories and feel understood.

Writing has taught me to take life “One step at a time”

And when I am grappled with self-doubt, I remind myself of a promise I made a few months ago.

That I will keep writing as long as I hear my soul speak and as long as it is helping as least a single reader.