THIS IS WHAT I LEARNED ON MY QUEST TO WRITE THE PERFECT BOOK
It all started with a deep and dying frustration of the things happening around me. Grades in class were slipping, performance in sports was going unrecognized, a break up due to problems with my mental health occurred and the begging urge to go for therapy was continually bubbling in my conscience. This was it. The time your life seems to be the summed up problems of the 21st Century. This ticking time bomb however, was recognized by those around me and not to myself. It went on for about 1 year and 8 months. Until that fateful day, I got my diagnosis from the hospital. The realities collapsed on me, like worlds and planets colliding in a science fiction movie. I finally took out my pen and notebook, and the first writing burst out with a stream of consciousness out of anger and confusion. However, this was the ash that the phoenix would rise from. I started, my first story after the urges had built up inside me enough, to finish the ink on a new bought biro pen. What I understood ab