When I was 11 the most influential person in my life developed 6 staph infections and died 10 days after being admitted into the hospital. Ever since my life has been a roller coaster of emotions and events. Some days I feel like I've gotten better but other days it's like nothing has changed at all.

Despite that I am still healing (and may need to vent myself at any point) I want to help others when no one was there to help me.