What is your story?
Well, I started writing in public school. Nothing good but it was a start. My first ever book was actually about a super cat and super dog.
Yup, very original.
Hey! Give me a break I was in the first grade! I still actually have that old thing… huh. Anyway!
My parents were always amazingly encouraging when it came to my writing. Also, as I was writing the first draft of my book “Kingdom Of Madness” in like grade five?
It’s difficult for me to remember things because of my fibromyalgia. But we will get into that later.
A supervising teacher, or someone of importance to the school, came into our classroom and asked me what I was working on since I was done whatever schoolwork at the time. When I told her about what I was writing she said to me, “I look forward to reading your book someday.” Then she left with a smile and I’ve never seen her since. I don’t even remember her name. But, to whoever she is. She is one of the main reasons I finished this book.
I was so determined to prove this stranger she was right about me. And to a little, shy kid. Her words meant a lot to me. So thank you, kind stranger. You may never know this but you have my undying gratitude! I hope wherever you are you can feel my grateful energy and I hope it brings you a feeling of peace.
My family and friends have always been my main supporters. In not just my writing as well. I’ve got a list of mental and physical illnesses that are unfortunately disabilities now because of their chronic nature. I’ve never been a healthy person, even as a kid I was constantly getting sick. Which led to being a bit of an outcast among my peers in school. But that’s okay. I was a weird kid anyway, haha!
But I consider myself to be a very, very lucky person because I have such an amazing support group. My sister is my number one fan in fact! She called first dibs on that place after reading all versions of my books. So I guess she rightfully gets that title! My mom also would drop everything and sit down to read whatever I had done. And although my Dad isn’t much of a book worm he is like my main social media fan, haha! My Dad shares every link and likes almost everything to do with my books.
And I can’t even begin to express my gratitude towards them. You all have no idea how much your support means to me. As well as all the countless things my friends past and present have said and done to support me. Even if I’m not still friends with some of them now, their positive support is still held close to my heart. But to the friends who have stuck by me throughout my severe self-doubt and done nothing but support me. You will forever have my friendship.
While I’m thinking of Fibromyalgia (because my brain is really scattered today) I am a chronic pain warrior! At the moment there is no cure for fibromyalgia. But I hope one day we will find a proper treatment and maybe even a cure! There are a lot of people who still don’t believe fibromyalgia is an actual illness. And to those people I say, I’ll happily trade you bodies! Anyone with chronic pain doesn’t choose to live like this.
No one wants to live in pain and deal with the societal ridicule that comes along with it. And if there are people in this world like that. They can kindly take all my illnesses.
But at the same time. It is these illnesses that have made me who I am today. It is because of all the hospital visits/overnights and the countless visits to Doctors/Specialists that I have realized how precious life is. We have to take each day as a gift and that is how I try to live.
Yes, we all have our days where they’re worse than others but we live for the good days. Those precious good days.
So this ladies and gentlemen is a rough summarizing of my story. This is why I write.
I write to make it to those good days.
Thank you for reading.