Paper is the best therapist ever. Paper will not judge you.. it won't even complain about a thing. Your handwriting sucks, no insult. Your grammar ends up wrong, no correction. You absolutely make no sense, its normal. You crumple it up and toss it in the bin, no hard feelings.

I write because it makes me happy. I write because it is the one thing that I know I do flawlessly. I write because I am weak, but on its canvas I have strength. Every composition I have ever written is a reflection of who I am... The best part of me is still quite hidden.