And so it begins.....

When I was a teenager, I wrote my heart out. I expressed my pain through writing. I didn't care who read it and I didn't care how horribly written it was. Some where along the way, I lost it, I was ashamed because I was terrible at grammar.  And my outlet was gone.  Today, In trauma therapy, I was asked to find it again. So, I am here to tell you about my process in therapy in hopes of expressing my pain and anger and healing myself.  Welcome to my journey.