I am writing because I can no longer not write.  It has been something that has been tugging at my mind for quite some time.  In my teenage years I loved to write, and I wrote a lot, and often.  It was usually private, just whatever I needed to get off my chest.  It was how I dealt with feelings; emotions I didn’t really know to process.  In college I took creative writing classes, but for some reason I always believed it couldn’t be a career.  While I enjoyed writing, I really didn’t think others would care enough about what I had to say to want to read it.  It was more of a self esteem issue than anything else, why would anyone even care what I had to say?  Now that I’m in my 30s, I realize that it doesn’t matter if not everyone loves my writing.  It makes me happy to write, and if just one person gets something they need to hear from it, then it is worth the time.  Even if that person is just me, but I truly do hope that you enjoy it too.