6 years ago when my Dad was found dead in his apartment, I went into a deeper depression than I had ever been. After all his things were gone and his apartment cleaned out, I began writing. At first it wasn't to create a story, but just as an outlet, to help ease my pain. As my editor said, write till you can't write anymore then keep on writing, as that is where the best comes out.

5 years later, through many tears and awful memories, a story was born. It's title "Message In a Bottle" has a very profound meaning. I've sent it to 4 magazines just recently and am awaiting an answer as to whether or not it'll be published.

My point is, writing helps ease pain. It did for me. I had alot of baggage to unload and it helped me tremendously. I encourage anyone who needs an outlet from their troubles to do the same.