It's been tough.... I found out my way of venting was through writing at 11 years old. I've always been the outcast, black sheep.. Never fit it but I've always made it work. I'm the strongest person I know. I take after my mother... Writing is my passion, despite all the hard times and all I ever gave up on, writing and my 35 journal is all I've carried. I love it and I will never give up on it. All I ever written is the silence of my soul.