I stumbled across this place a few days ago, and, after lurking like some sort of animal for a while, I decided it was in my best interest to simply man-up and join in. Alright, so, I guess this is the part where I tell you that my life has always been a little rough. When I was a kid, my family moved almost yearly, never staying in the same place for more than three years, which, of course, was a bit distressing. I always hated losing all my old friends just to go somewhere new and lose the new friends later. I also suffered depression and anxiety to the point where some days I would be ripping my hair out, while on other days, I would be unable to even get the motivation to walk. I did find an escape though: Fiction. The first fiction novel I ever finished, The Hobbit, was like a portal to a better world. I was not some awkward antisocial and nerdy kid, but I was part of a grand journey, an epic adventure. I quickly forgot about my own life and delved into Tolkien's world, which, I must say, was much preferable to mine. From that moment on, I wanted nothing more than to make my own world. I wanted to make characters who would both love and hate this world. I wanted to share this world with as many people as would read it. Unfortunately, I lost my motivation recently. I hope that being in a community of other writers will refresh my mind. Thanks for having me, guys and girls. Stay beautiful.