I’ve written about love while being heartbroken
I’ve written about loyalty when backstabbed
I’ve written about freedom while it was suffocating.
I’ve written about loss when it wasn’t personal.
This is how I see my journey as a writer.
Writers are driven by emotions.
Emotions that we experience,
Emotions that others go through.
And we write about both.
We are quick to notice
the loner, the outcast, the black sheep, the non-comformist, the shy ones.
And we instantly feel what they are going through,
how torturous it is not being able to speak up
And then we write about them.
That, my friend
is a blessing and a curse.