How to use your narrative to impact lives as a writer.

Okay, so who the freak are you?!
I’m Luccidell, I am a 16 year old streamer turned educational content creator and all the content I create is destined to help writers “embrace your wellbeing and evoke writing”(now “find your place in the writing space”).This is the mission to not only share my story but share our story. However I wasn’t always this passionate and knowledgeable…
Every writer is destined to be the voice for others and sculpt a story through their writing and words to impact lives and the world. However, they often hit a pitfall when yearning to create the reading community of their dreams. Why is that? Why do writers fail at the most important part of forming a community?
What your missing is your narrative, your story, that heartbeat behind your writing that is driving force for emotional connection and tone as a writer.
What does that exactly mean!? Your creation story highlights why you are a writer and how you got this point. Humans see things in narratives, beginning, middle, and end. If you want your readers to care about your middle and care about your end, you need to highlight your beginning. You need to take people on a journey and on a ride, the journey to becoming a writer. It’s shows where you started and people will follow you because of that. Did you struggle with speaking as writer, were you told by a big supporter that you would never make it as a writer, blogger, or journalist, were you shunned for being a vulnerable and emotional person and used poetry to express that story. No one owns your story, only you do! Take it, be proud of it, and harness it to impact and connect with people.
Okay, now let me tell you my writing story.
Still being a youngster i loved writing however wasn’t always amazing at it. I made every mistake in the book. Grammar, sentence structure, everything! But i saw potential in me and I was always obsessed with improving my vocabulary to seem more important and intellectual. As I got into elective class of medical in middle school of 2015–16 in 6th and 7th grade, my first medical teacher honed hard on me to improve my writing skills. From that point on, I was obsessed with writing and being the best writer I could. Her teaching also helped me to have a profound love for medicine and speaking.

My Creation story podcast epsiode
I eventually moved schools in 2017 in the 9th grade of high school cause of my Dad changing his job and very sad to say goodbye to my old medical teacher and friends. His medical clinic opened in the new area and he was another exemplar in my life. I continued with my school life with a new medical teacher. English was also still the class I wanted to make my teacher proud on, but felt the class was to theoretical and hindered the ability to express yourself since we were subject to essays and rarely poetry and creative writing, but I did pass the class on top. I sadly put writing to the side and focused more on medicine; my new medical teacher was a firm supporter of me, and he loved my constant participation in class, behavior, and love for medicine.
But throughout my entire life, I was bullied and criticized for who I was physically, mentally, socially, and on the web . I was backstabbed in ways you never were imaginable. I cut off so many people that I thought were my friends. I was as black as night and was bullied for how I carried myself. Social anixety, depression, and suicidal thoughts began to escalate until I almost wanted to end it all. But my medical teacher believed in me and help me move forward, but a human could only take so much.
Life was taking a great turn when I worked my butt off in school, especially medical and felt I had a place in society and in the world. He gave me great recommendations when I volunteered at my local hospital, wished for me to be his next doctor some day, and valued me as a student. He was my only real supporter in life and I felt a light begin to arise under the darkness.
But being a person of color yearning to make an impact was tough, volatile, and overwhelming and the racial slurs thrown at me would be endless and hard to handle. People even said my writing skills couldn’t carry me through life and I had to carry myself well. I look back at my struggles and thought that life would never get better. I didn’t think I had the strength to pursue my dreams and find my purpose. My medical teacher slowly lost his taste and respect for me as he would use me as examples for melanin when teaching the class about it and embarrass me in front the class with a gasp and astonishment deriving from the class.
One day, my medical teacher said something to the class that I will never forget okay, that instantly made my stomach drop.
“He would never make in medicine cause of his race and dark skin color and would constantly get checked by the FBI watchlist.”
I was absolutely traumatized. My biggest supporter in the brutal prelude of the medical field didn’t believe in me anymore.
What hurt me was the attack. Him saying I wouldn’t make it stung, but that the fact that he attacked who I was was a a person and reassured me that who I was, wasn’t enough in my life hurt me badly.
That summer my internal struggles and conflict never grew bigger then ever. Locking myself up in a room, away from the world, I withdrew to gaming, watching twitch streams, YouTube videos, and chocolate muffins. The light I thought would come was like a carrot on a stick wailing in my face and being snatched away, back into the endless darkness.
But a divine intervention came. Withdrawing to this addictive content, I found a whole other world of content that I never knew existed. I found out twitch was also a platform to share your story, be heard, and impact lives. It’s more then a gaming platform. I found podcasts and videos. And through podcasts and videos, I found storytelling, blogging, and entrepreneurship, and writing resonance . And Through storytelling, blogging, entrepreneurship, and writing resonance I found a world of knowledge that rushed at me like a heard of antelopes. I spent years upon years with my face in a book, reading blogs, headphones in for podcasts…
I kept educating myself. But i realized no one was talking about this at the depth that I learned and it all applied to writers!
CONTENT SAVED MY LIFE.
Not only did I realize that your story and being heard from that story can be used to help others, But something clicked! I remembered that my biggest escape that also saved me was WRITING! There are thousands of writers who were what I used to be:
- The person who was afraid to embrace who they are and share their story .
- The person how didn’t know to find their purpose.
- The person who didn’t embrace and leverage struggles to be strong and help others.
- The person who didn’t think they could be a content creator after seeing all these people killing it in writing.
- The person who didn’t think that my passion for writing could be used to help those in need and grow a community
Cause I know how it feels to be told that who you are will hold you back as a person, I can help those writers who were what I once was. Use your story, cultivate it, and embrace who you truly are as a writer, regardless of anyone’s expectations.
I now have a YouTube for videos, Twitch, a podcast, a growing discord, and blog here on medium to help the person I used to be.
My dream isn’t to find my purpose quite yet since I’m still developing. Growing up I wasn’t a great speaker. Writing was my song, my heartbeat, and I could sculpt my life on a page and it was incredible. But now I finally have the strength to vocalize to the world! ’m still a work in progress and that’s okay, the journey is what’s important, people will connect with and be impacted by a narrative. But I can help thousands of writers in the writers community help them find their purpose and embrace who they truly are. I give them the information to crush it as a writer and be your authentic self at all times. I help writers walk and stand in their truth so they can share their purpose, journeys, and stories to “find their place in the writing space”.
I educate.
I inspire.
I motivate.
I evoke.
I’ve learned as much as I could so far, and I’m still learning; this is the journey, the journey to helping writers with my content, but I will never have the wake up hearing that voice “ he will never make in medicine cause of his race and dark skin, and would constantly get checked by the FBI watchlist”.
Cause I took what he said and it fueled my fire.
There will be a lot of people who find who they are.
