I used to do this on paper...I had three books filled with
writings and drawings of the unthinkable. I suppose I don't have to
write anymore...just focus on drawing more. More happy times. With
my husband of 6years and living in a not very big but OUR own home
is a wounderful feeling. Being an adult. Comes with plus and minus.
I am only 22. But I would never wish the things that have happened
to me upon anyone else. And maybe some day I can share them. But
even tho it's been 3 years. It's hard to think of...