What got you into writing?

What got me started writing, was someone's advice that writing would help me relieve stress. And I didn't want to just write my feelings or anything, so I went with a story, and got really into it.

It felt like I couldn't speak out what I was feeling so I decided to start writing as me and my brother we're known for not being able to speak our minds and loved anime especially Dragon Ball Z so we made comic book that was cold Dragon Ball ZGT-AF

It was quite the process. It started out on a pokemon forum that had seen better days. A small group of online friends and I started our own little forum away from there, and it quickly became a story-writing forum. It just kept going like that. Even though that forum went under, and I continued to ping-pong from place to place, whether it was my own writing or roleplaying, I kept at it. I grew up with family that tried to control many things about me, but in the words I put to paper(or digital paper) I had found something I had control of. With my words, I created this world. Fictional though it was, it still made me feel good. It made me feel strong. I finally had something where I could call the shots instead of everyone in my life trying to call them for me. I could find inspiration in many things, from a song, to something a friend said to me, to a movie. In time, it became my way of connecting with people. It's how I found a good friend of almost 9 years now. To this day, we continue to write together in the form of RPs. He's a great guy. Perhaps my writing is the only place in which I felt I could be the real me. I could take all those emotions I was never able to effectively express in the real world and let them out through my characters, be they feelings of love, feelings of hatred, anger, sadness, or despair. I'm learning, though, that my writing can only take me so far. While it helps me get out those tangled feelings, I don't think it can ever bring me true happiness, and that's something I know I can't expect from my family. I think that's what brought me here. Hoping to finally capture that which before I could only hold in the world crafted in my head. Thus far, that has proved fruitless, but it's actually nice to talk about it, strange as that may seem. Sorry for the wall of text. That tends to happen when I get passionate about something. I just go on and on.