There are two types of people in this world – listeners and writers – according to this article on Thought Catalog.

I am the latter.

This quote is rather telling:

Writers don’t know anguish — they are anguish. They are the voice of self-destructiveness. They are their only saviors. Writers smear upon blank canvases with paint made of their own suffering. They understand that a piece is never complete without the price — a toll that is rarely forgotten.