“I was no longer scared. I could see what was inside me.”

“But I was no longer sacared. I could see what was inside me.-Lindo”

“I am no longer content to be the scared, obedient schoolgirl. Who are you, a stranger, to tell me what I can and cannot do?”

“Relief was what I was looking for that day, and I didn’t care how I got it. What I wanted - what I needed - was a pain that I could see and deal with. I couldn’t cope with the mess inside of me any longer, and cutting myself seemed to be the best solution. I knew that it would work. What I didn’t know was that I was about t engage in a behavior that was not just dangerous but highly, highly addictive.”

“I was moving from worried to scared, and I could see terrified waving at me from just around the next bend in the road.”

“I was in my thirties before I learnt that I too would prefer not to see what I could no longer have”