As I sit to write, I write because I want something else in my life at times, I struggle with depression and OCD. There’s times where my life feels meaningful, like when I have good energy and connect with my daughter. Or when I’m listening to music I’ve put out over the last few years and I connect with the process of what it’s been. There are other times when my life has been more difficult. So I write, in hopes of a new “thing” in my life, and as a means of self discovery. If ever someone were to read this and benefit, that would be awesome, however I feel that we’re most helpful to those around us when we’re living out of our true selves, when we’re honest, where we’re not necessarily writing or acting for the purpose of being influential, but when the authenticity of our lives happens to be attractive to an individual. So, where to begin: Narratives: Growing up, I had a happy childhood until the age of maybe 15 or 16. But p...
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