White Rabbit is my first novel. The premise is fictional, but many of the chapters are my stories to tell, and now I have told them.

Depression lies. I want the world to know that, and if one other person sees themselves in the pages and finds some solace, acknowledgement, recognition or hope, then I have succeeded.

It uplifted me, gave me ideas, and put my life into context with its pains and sadnesses too. Maybe that’s what a writer does. Ultimately what an amazing story of love, faith, perseverance, and overcoming-ness.