Writing, for me, has always been like coming up for air. Whenever I am upset or even perfectly happy with a person or situation the one thing that allows me to express those feelings is being able to write them down. I have always authored letters, some I never even send, to people in which I tell them how I really feel. I remember the first day I started writing for myself rather than for a school assignment. We were moving from Kansas to Tennessee and I cried so hard I couldn't breathe. My mother told me to write my friends back in Kansas a letter telling them how much I would miss them, so I wrote on the back of a colored picture to my closest friend. I never did send that letter, but I never stopped writing after that.