I remember those mournful mornings, that soul-sucking darkness, those unstoppable fears and that dumbnumbed me.

I was there in the darkness along with my scattered fears. Then I decided to write down my fears. I wrote many poems. There was only my diary who knew it all. I used to feel much better after writing. My diary was like a light source for me that took me out of the darkness.

I was overcoming my fears. I was recovering well and was writing well too.
One of my relatives asked me, "why don't you write on YQ?"
And I replied, "what is this YQ?"
Now after the past 3 years of experience, I can say YQ is the best thing that ever happened to me. We all must write, we must write our painspain, our loneliness and our achievements. Shit happens, Butbut we must know how to get over it.