Writing is like breathing life into my veins. When the harsh winds of panic tear me apart, and the deep waves of anxiety suffocate me into their blackness – writing breathes life back into my veins.
Writing breathes life back into my veins
Writing is like breathing life into my veins. When the harsh winds of panic tear me apart, and the deep waves of anxiety suffocate me into their blackness – writing breathes life back into my veins.
