Kathryn Chinn

My nickname is Kat. When I was a adolescent I was abused by my biological father and others. I became addicted to drugs and alcohol by the age of 14 and could not help myself. By the time I turned 18, I was homeless on the streets and rampaging, because I felt everyone deserved to feel my pain. I discovered what true mental illness was when I stopped taking my meds and developed psychotic behaviors. I sold drugs and amused myself and enabled individuals that were addicted to different substances. After a while I turned tale and befriended and supported sobriety, yet I had lost a lot of friends along the way. R.I.P. I ended up losing my mind and did not gain control of myself until I fought for my life. I take these experiences and manipulate them into creative fiction writing for hope, faith and enlightenment. My writes may be graphic, yet they tell a fight worth fighting.