Greetings Healing Souls:

My Story

     The 1980s were a period of rapid change and unavoidable struggle when I was born in New York City, a city known for its vibrant yet tumultuous atmosphere. The chaotic energy of a broken household is what carries me into my earliest memories. The relationship between my parents was full of tension and discord, leaving little space for the nurturing and stability that a child so desperately needs.

     The streets of NYC were where I played and fought. They were a concrete jungle that represented the conflicts within my own home. I learned from a young age how to navigate a world where safety was not guaranteed, and love often came with strings attached. The instability that shadowed my childhood was constantly reminded by my fragmented and fragile family.

     When I was just a teenager, my life took an unimaginably dark turn. At the age of 23, my brother, who was my protector and friend, was killed in Brooklyn. The loss of his life was a blow that shattered my already fragile world, sending ripples of pain and anger through every single part of my being. The moment my pain started, a deep wound that deepened and grew, transforming into an overwhelming sense of anger and hatred. I was clueless about how to process my grief or cope with the loss. My emotions overtook me, leading me down a path of self-destruction and despair.

     Years passed in a haze of unresolved grief and unbridled rage. I lashed out at the world, trying to make sense of my suffering but finding only more questions and fewer answers. The anger was a constant companion, a fire that burned within me, scorching everything it touched. Relationships crumbled, and my sense of self deteriorated under the weight of my emotional wounds.

     I found a glimmer of hope only after I picked up a pen and began to write. The first journal I wrote, titled 'Dear Queen,' became my place of sanctuary. My soul was poured out onto its pages as I documented my pain, struggles, and deepest fears. I used writing as my therapy, a means of confronting the darkness within and beginning the long, arduous journey toward healing.

     Through 'Dear Queen,' I began to unravel the web of emotions that had been trapped within me for so long. I wrote letters to my brother, expressing the feelings of love and anger that had been holding me back for years. I confronted my past, recognized my pain, and gradually started to forgive. Every single word, every page, was a step towards reclaiming my life.

     Writing helped me transform my pain into something beautiful and constructive. I was able to face my demons and rebuild my life from the ashes of my past because of it. The journal I kept became a testament to my resilience and a source of hope for those who might be struggling in the shadows.

     The pain and anger that once consumed me no longer define me today. My life experiences have led me to become a survivor, a writer, and a testimony to the healing power of expression. "Dear Queen" is more than just a journal; it is my story, my salvation, and my reminder that even in the darkest of times, there is always a path to the light.