Skydiving was the Easy Part

Yesterday I had a conversation with a friend and fellow writer. He said "You've put your heart and soul into this book, as cliche as that might sound." I told him it was true. I jumped out of a plane for my book, and that was the easy part.

As he asked me why that part was comparatively easy, I told him about the relationship in the book, and exactly why it ended.

While living Cutting Free, I met someone I felt was The One. Something came between us, and the biggest challenge I have ever faced was learning that it was not my fault.

My friend listened to my story, being extremely kind and supportive. I really appreciate that, because not everyone felt this way. This situation is not black and white, and there were people who vehemently blamed me for it. A friend of mine had a boyfriend at the time who used to go on a rampage against me. As for my own boyfriend, many of his friends told him to drop me and never speak to me again.

I cried so many tears, even pleading to God to please let me go back in time so I could avoid this event. I felt I had lost my soul.

I struggled with this so much that writing this book was my only way out.

Jumping out a plane was a million times easier than going through this experience. And this book matters so much because it can save people from going through what I did.

The road is getting smoother, though. This conversation was unlike the others I had about it in the past.

It was the first time I talked about this without guilt.