I want to talk about why I write.
Lots of writers have many different reasons why they write. The reason I write is very simple. You see, I grew up in a household where my only avenue of escape was to read. I lost myself in books and stories so I wouldn’t have to face what was going on around me.
When I was very young I wanted to be a writer. Oh, I wanted to do the things a young boy wants: astronaut, cowboy, etc. But deep down I felt there was something inside me that demanded I write. I’ve never been able to figure it out. Maybe I wanted to do something to pay forward on the stories and books and novels that helped me escape.
All I know is today I am a writer. I don’t think writing is easy and for me it’s not that much fun. I do it because I am driven. The reason is as simple (or as complex) as that.
I am neither happy or sad that I am a writer. It’s who I am. It is how I define myself and how I have always defined myself.
I read books and stories so I could escape. Now I write to help pay forward and support an art form that helped me survive a pretty bad time.
That’s why I write.
Hoover's Corner 
Keep writing 🙂
thank you
KM, so I was correct in guessing that you were exposes to a great deal of the dark side of human nature at a very young age! You certainly would know, wouldn’t you? Yes, reading and writing is wonderfully healing. As you say, writing also provides a terriffic way to repay the physician!
thank you for understanding