I have wished more times than i can count that i was normal. I don’t write for sympathy. I don’t write because it’s stylish to have a mental illness. I don’t write because i want to embarrass people i love. I write because writing is a positive focus and a healthy outlet.
I write because i enjoy writing, and when my brain is whirring along, not giving me a seconds peace. When everything seems inconceivably daunting, and entirely unmanageable. When i feel like giving up, and the tears start falling, tumbling over the dam I’ve built, overflowing. When i have nowhere to turn, i write.