"Rock bottom became the solid foundation on which I rebuilt my life." - J.K. Rowling
Honestly, I should be over the moon right now. I'm celebrating my 28th birthday tomorrow. Instead I'm left here to reflect on what was my life; on how happy I was up until five months ago.
When I lost my job, it felt like I had lost everything, along with a bit of dignity. At first, I was okay with that, being able to have a little time off to relax and rejuvenate but one month became two and two months became...well it's been five months and I'm starting to realize that I have gotten absolutely nowhere with my life. Everything just seems to crumble before me with no explanation as to why. I was slowly going crazy. Sometimes I feel like I still am. I would fail to see the positive in anything, only the negative. My anger, my humility was consuming me.
But when you completely hit rock bottom, you start to come up with ways to survive; you start to think up creative avenues and that's just what I did. I decided to put pen to paper or should I say fingers to keys and write my first book.
I can't divulge too much information just yet but I can say that I'm pretty nervous and excited all at the same time. This is something really new to me; but I am passionate about writing (can ya tell?). So we'll see how this works out.
Wish me luck!