Michelle MacQueen

When I was a kid, I never dreamt of becoming a writer. Writing was only something you did because your teachers told you to. I had other dreams. I was going to travel the world and be a missionary in Africa. At one point, I wanted to get a job working for an NHL teams. I was all over the place in my goals and then came the disability. It wasn't out of nowhere because I had struggled with an undiagnosed illness my whole life but I had been functional. 

Soon after college, my illness started worsening and didn't stop until I was no longer able to leave my bed many days. That took me to a dark place. I was feeling hopeless and depressed but the worst feeling was one of uslessness. 

I started to write out of boredom more than anything else and I fell in love. My stories and my characters brought me back from the brink. In my life, I was never really good at anything or even passionate about anything like my sisters were. Now I had my writing. I now have something to work towards; something on the horizon besides endless doctors appointments. I can honestly say that I have never been happier. My body has failed me but my mind has not and as long as I have that, I'll be okay.