I think I need to start reading books again.
I’m okay. I’m depressed, still but I’m doing my best to overcome it.
I started writing a book myself. Well, my fourth one. Another poetry memoir of my life because I seem to have so many stories to tell. It’s about the five stages of grief. In my case, that grief was from a long-term relationship that lasted almost 9 years.
It was inspired by a series of poems I wrote under the same name (it’s on Hello Poetry – it’s named like this: 'the five stages of grief: depression).
When I wrote the other 3 books, which revolved around my fall from meth addiction, it helped me heal in a way.
So that’s why I begun work on my fourth book, in hopes of healing again, and writing it so others can heal, too.
This is AI. Found it on the Cursed AI group on Facebook, first