James~
One year later…
“Come in,” I bark to whoever just knocked on my office door. I’m using my lunch break to polish my latest novel, a story loosely based on my life and experiences with mental health. It was Peter’s idea. At first, I laughed in his face, then started writing it purely to prove him wrong. But, much to my annoyance, he was right.
The characters are fictional, and only Grace and I would be able to see just how much truth there is to their story, but I’m not writing a confession to the world. I’m doing it because it’s therapeutic. Writing this book has been a life altering process, allowing the thoughts and feelings I’ve suppressed for so many years to bleed onto the page without fear of shame or judgement...because it’s ‘fiction.’
So, yes, Peter was right, and he too
