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I was diagnosed with Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder when I was about 13 years old. I pretty much knew at 6 years old when in first grade  I continuosly disrupted the entire classroom to polish my black patent leather shoes every time I scuffed them. I was unable to  stop the compulsion even back then.

I started writing at a very young age. I wrote stories about everything. Plays, short novella's,  journals,  and poetry.  I eventually  began putting pictures to the stories  wrote. Concentrating on children's stories.

My moods became worse as I grew into an adult. I destroyed everything I wrote  without reason.  Along the way I  was diagnosed with bipolar disorder. I am still learning to live in my little  world of chaos.

My passion for writing, photography, and art began to emerge again. I am  close to my family and friends. My creativity is sometimes negligent because of the moods and medication I take for bipolar. Sometimes leaving little room for impulse.

I will continue to write, photograph and create whatever comes to mind. It might not always make sense, it might be sad, depressing, funny, fluff, boring, or just plain old nothing. But it is mine and that's how the cookie crumbles.