It’s human nature to save the worst for last, right? At least when it comes to writing the hard stuff. I’m finishing up the first draft of my first memoir. It’s about the darkest period of my life, a time I haven’t wanted to revisit. Now I’m bringing it all out into the light. I’ve always hated who I was back then. Now I want to understand that young woman and give her the love and compassion she deserves. Unfortunately the only way to get there is to step back into that darkness. So, of course, I left the most painful memories for the last of the chapters to be written.