I Am BACK!

I have numbers to share . . . 1.5, 3 and 15. It’s been one and a half years since I relocated to New York City living in the shelter system, facing my demons, healing every trauma. Three indicates the number of times I was admitted to a psychiatric hospital for in-patient treatment. It turns out PTSD makes you lose your mind. And my favorite, 15. The number of books I have written since 2023. God chaining me to this laptop, opening a spigot, sharing on this fantastical, real-life story bringing me to the bottom, and back up to life.

There are numbers I lost track of, happening so often, belonging to the category of countless. Countless are the times my bank account hit zero, the people I used to call friends I lost, and the number of times God showed up while clinging to the bottom rung, saving me from the peril of survival.

Sitting here in my Manhattan studio apartment, made new, accomplishing what I sought, falling in love with life. If you are reading this, I am here to tell you I never forgot you. I’m sorry I had to leave. A necessary action, lest my demons haunt you too. The people you leave behind never seem to disappear because you close your eyes and feel the love connecting us together. I think of you often and smile, knowing you are still there, silently rooting me on. I mean, Me too! Cheering for your happiness and success, wishing you a great life.

The spigot finally shutting off, compelling me to publishing. Knowing the impossibility of it that many share is not for you. This work, pulled out of me, is meant to heal the world. It will shock you, frighten you, and make you shake with anxiety. All done for a purpose, to wrestle the pain you refuse to face out of you, making you free. I do hope you enjoy it! Wishing you a Happy Monday my friends!

Blessings,

Susan T.