This one was hard to write — not because I didn’t know what to write, but because the inspiration for this chapter was a compilation of actual events and I didn’t know if I wanted to be quite this honest about some parts of my past. It was hard to write humorously about something that was so hard for me when I went through it. And there’s also this fear that you, as a writer, won’t be able to accurately convey what it was like for you, as a person, and that your writing will either trivialize or glorify the experience.
But, in the end, the chapter kind of wrote itself and there was just no way I was going to just ditch 4,000 words.
Chapter Six. Please be particularly gentle with your criticisms on this one.