Having finished the book as my thoughts turn to publication day, I now have a new thinking. I never thought about how I would feel writing the book, or whether it would change me through the other end.
It’s been a long drawn out process, three and a half years to be exact. Writing the book has catapulted me into a different mental space. Becoming a writer has shown others just what I was capable of, even though I was seen as giving up too easily and being lazy.
Completing the book has demonstrated a steely determination in me to start, continue and finish what I start. It shows ‘staying power.’ My CBT therapist, compares my book to academic writing, which I am happy to own.
My memoir isn’t just about proving to myself that I can do it, it’s proved my critics they were too free with their words, too quick to right me off. They were too quick to give up on me, without choosing to understanding.
It details my journey from the very begging. It is self-contained. My writing has ticked off a lot of boxes, it has brought understanding on my life overall to this point. It has proved to me and others my intellect.
It has also demonstrated my free thinking and independence and shows a different confidence in me, something I have had to continually fight for.