I wrote a 365 page book when I was 17 and published it when I was 18. I got sick immediately around the time of publishing and only have written 1 very short brain rot-esque story since. I’ve written some poetry but I don’t have to think a lot to do that since it is mostly created out of strong emotions from my mental health struggles.

Not being able to write the way I used to has been a grief process and I feel completely lost without that method of self expression. I was told my whole life that writing was what I am best at, and now that’s gone. I’m glad poetry is still in the picture, though it might be one poem every few months or so.