I figured it out

I know where this sudden bout of depression is coming from. Writing my book is making me face things I haven't faced before. It's making me look in the eye what happened and realize that it wasn't some movie played out on a screen, it was MY LIFE. I've been stuffing it for so long, and now I'm having to face it as the words come from my brain, through my fingertips, on to that blank page.



I'm sure it will be liberating once it's done, but I think that right now I'm going to have to allow the feelings to come, if I"m going to finally let go....