Rebecca Meyer

Writing started out as a casual hobby.

In middle school, it became a means of survival.

I realized that although I couldn't control the real world, I could control the ones I created.  My characters did the things I wasn't able to do, and spoke the words I wasn't brave enough to say.

Freedom of Sketch is the only story I saw to completion, which is why it is posted here.  I have opened up a number of other worlds and invented many more characters who are eager to share their voices.  Those stories are on hold for now, because I'm too busy living mine.

As a graduate student in a clinical mental health counseling master's program, I write thousands of words a week (and hundreds more than necessary, I'm sure).  Each one brings me closer to my dream of becoming a therapist for young people struggling with trauma and its consequences.  I never imagined I would reach this stage in my journey, and yet, here I am - still moving forward and grateful for every step.  

Some of you may have stumbled upon this account because of the mental health tags I assigned to Freedom of Sketch.  If you're in a dark place, you're not alone.  That's a promise I can make, and it might not seem like much coming from a random internet stranger.  But take it from a random internet stranger who used to live in that dark place: It is possible to get better.  Recovery doesn't happen in a day, a week, or even a year.  Progress looks different for everyone and there's no right or wrong way to fight for a life worth living, but it is so worth it.  Please try to stay a little longer so you can see it for yourself.

Rebecca

(Updated 02/01/2021)