It’s hard to describe the moments leading up to me cutting. The feeling is indescribable – too intense and overwhelming for words. All the...

It started when I was 13. My Mom and I got in another one of our daily fights and I went to my room, hysterically crying. I remember not b...

Seeing her. I am heavy with her body. That is to say, my chest is heavy with a great sadness at the sight of what she has done to her body...