For I am 17 I’ve been alone in a room for two years bed bounded getting 8 brain surgeries three spinal taps and two bur-holes and 2 chest and stomach surgeries . In that time I had nothing but pain , silence and my thoughts to keep me company.
The effect of this is that u grew into the grasps of cynicism and I became very well acquainted with poetry usually writing when I was overwhelmed with immense pain. With a million thoughts good and bad boldly bleeding into each other. I’ve become an introvert and seek seclusion .