Writing, learning eventually emotions, pain and tenderness has been a long odyssey. From utter despair which had to be fixed first by ONE person who was reliably sane in the heart and wise with the word: my hubby. Then I could start writing with some consciousness once I let LOVE into my heart and pen. Emotions became my stepping stones for writing with the word...At first, when I REALLY let loose in 2014, TERRIBLE mad anger pierced everywhere in my diaries.  It is ok, it was therapy: how do I sound when I read my word , I figured out one day to ask myself....ouch! Was the answer. It sounds terrible and all this because I believed things that were false on top of knowing why I was so mad very well at the time. My big flaw: anger.