“If I start to write down my feelings, isn’t that the same as writing down my problems? Won’t it be dangerous? What if then I feel like I need to tell someone my problems? Will they be angry? Will they leave? “It’s just a book”, I tell myself. “It’s just a book and a book can’t leave me. A book can’t decide who it wants to be with. The worst that can happen is I don’t do it anymore, right? I’ll give it a try.”
