As writers many people think we draw from only our own experiences. Not true, at least this is not true for the subjects I write about. Over the past few years when my depression began to spiral I started to use writing as the main tool to dig myself out of this pit. Although, I did not know from the experiences I would be writing a self help book. A few years before the depression really set in I was approached by Abigail Morrison to write her story, which was bizarre and intriguing.
Somewhere in the middle of writing both books I created this blog site, which I admit I haven’t been the most diligent. Recently, I asked myself why I hadn’t been diligent at keeping up this blog when I write all of the time. The answer came flooding to me all at once, because I have been waffling on what is my primary focus of this blog.
It’s true, I have sometimes written of spiritual thoughts, and other times I’ve promoted the books which I’ve written. Most of my depressing posts when not feeling up beat and positive I’ve deleted. Now, I have to ask myself if I should have kept them up as posts.
The conclusion to my thoughts are that I should be true to myself. I should continue to write about what is my truth and honest in life. I should continue to develop my profile as a human who is intuitive, kind to animals, loves God and her family, and enjoys many aspects of life. The answer is easy now when I look at myself with multiple layers to what makes up ME.