After working so hard writing, I spent my time being a fan of someone I hope to see reach their dreams, learning how to crochet amigurumi, and just doing some inner work. I didn't write a word for a long time now, but at some point there was a feeling of:
Who am I if I don't write?
Seeing the one I support about to re-debut now made me think: What about my dream which I took a break from?
I don't have any grand dreams such as becoming famous or rich writing, no, my dream is smaller than that.
I dream that I can continue to write words which can bring someone comfort, joy, healing, strength, and a sense of kindred ship.
As of now my story is not even half way complete, but in the end I hope when it's done it can be someone's refuge in some way.
I lived my life before not allowing myself even the simple joy of expressing myself creatively, as if I might lose it if I love it, so it's still a struggle for me.
There's a lot of healing I have left to do, but I hope it won't stop me from my dream.