Not ashamed of my struggles, not embarrassed of my mistakesI stand up to my downfalls and let my tears bring out my pain. There are no secrets to this face. I worked on different projects with every task of my day. This is an open diary, as I push the pen to tell my story as I allow the world to see my view. I am holding your hand as you walk in my shoes. This is no accident, with me spilling nothing but truth. Some things are hard to believe due to me living so quietly for so long, only giving paper my inner deepest thoughts. Youve known me only through the pages of my books and now wondering how my life looks. It isnt a mystery no more. No more of the selfish me, no more cant find my peace! I am opening up this diary so I can be free!