Beyond the Darkness: The Heartbreak, the Healing, the Finding of Light

I have always felt like an outsider. A red rose in an otherwise white garden. The one who drowns yet floats simultaneously. While everyone around me was partying and creating this scandalous lifestyle, I was sitting at home with my nose in a book and my head in the clouds. Despite being warned to be cautious of Icarus, I admired him. I suppose flying too close to the sun was worth it if he could soar near the stars. One book after another, I found that literature took me to new worlds, safe...