I wanted to, somehow, open up about my life. Perhaps this is a little bit of therapy for the mind. Therapy that is much overdue. Perhaps this novel/novella/short story will help people see me. I vow as of right now to not use my eraser; I want everyone to see my imperfections.
This is not meant to be a best seller or even to be worth a penny on the shelves; this is just meant to help me and only me.