Why Am I Here?
I don’t know why I’m here, really. My dream is to write a book about my life. I know, what makes me so special as to think I can write a book solely about my life? What have I done and what has happened to me that makes me think I am that special? To answer your question, (that I asked for you,) I’m not special. I have gone through things far worse and significantly less worse than the average person. I want to help people. If someone, anyone can read something I have written and it helps them a little one day, maybe I can sleep at night.
I won’t beg for people to read this blog, although I hope you will. I hope you’ll give me honest critiques on the stories or small quotes I will post here and there. Even if it’s negative… Even if it’s positive. Don’t hold back.
If you’ve read this far, thank you. I hope you stay. I hope I can help you. Maybe you can help me, too.