This book holds so much of myself. The fact that I finally wrote it means absolutely everything to me. You mean absolutely everything to me. I have never been particularly good at showing my feelings, but it’s always been freeing when I could put together words on paper. I discovered my love for books and writing when I was only six years old; it was then I knew I wanted to be a writer. I also knew it wouldn’t be easy. Trust me, there were so many times I wanted to throw in the towel and put this dream of mine aside, but something never felt right when I attempted to do so. It took me such a long time to understand there can be beauty and ugliness throughout life. The good doesn’t always necessarily mean that there will be no bad, and vice versa. Writing is a part of me. These words you are holding in front of you are a part of me. I hope these pages hold something for you—whether it be truth, hope, love, a friend, or a wake-up call. Remember you are not alone. Remember you can do this. I hope you enjoy my beautiful disaster.