“But then I didn't run from my challenges. I met them straight on and bashed my head against them, until it left me hurt, bloody, and dazed.”
“[...] I wondered why I was acting so calm. I wondered why I didn't writhe against being inside my own body. If I could rip off my skin, I'd leave it in a bloody, shapeless heap on the floor beside the toilet, like so much dirty laundry. I'd beat my head against the wall until there was nothing left of my face, if it would get me outside of myself.”
“My heart didn't beat until I met you.”
“I had to fight all my life to survive. They were all against me… but I beat the bastards and left them in the ditch.”
“Their love for me was both a myth and a torture and so I wrecked everything. I hurt them, and I left them hurting.”
“I didn't realize how good I was with computers until I met my parents.”