What do I write when I stop baring my soul?

Writing was how I processed everything. Depression. Loneliness. The death of my dad. I built an audience of nearly 50K on Quora based on my vulnerability.

In many ways, it was positive. I still get emails from folks saying they something I wrote really resonated with them or that I changed their mind on a sensitive topic. It was cathartic, taking my jumbled feelings and working through…