I had the manuscript ready, hidden in my dropbox for months.
I dared not turn them into reality. I feared of rejections.
I was at a stage that I needed positivity to go on.
A rejection letter would just bring my world crashing down.
However, time flies fast, waiting for no one. I might not be able to catch up.
I told myself – I have to act now. I might not have another chance.
Even if it meant a rejection, at least I had taken a chance and given it a try instead of simply wondering… what if…
Luck was with me, the manuscript was accepted on the first attempt. That acceptance had given me positive energy and helped in my recovery.
It is now 4 months since the manuscript was accepted. My recovery is progressing.
Writing the book itself (Dec 2014 – 2015) was a therapeutic process and getting it published (2016) is a dream come true.