The Farther I Run the Further I Get from Myself.

But here I am.

I keep running away from this. I keep running away from telling my real ass stories when I know they can help people. Why? Maybe I am ashamed? Maybe I am running from myself? Well I’m over it.

Since I can remember writing has always been my passion. Print journalism, media writing, poetry, lyrics, journal entries, blogs, etc. I have done so much writing and I know I am my happiest when I write. As I continue to grow, I find new things to write about, new stories to share, old memories to reflect on, TRAUMA to relive and learn from. I have so much writing to do and I honestly do not want to run from it anymore.

Here is my life, as real as it gets.