Sometimes you have to get lost in order to be found... I'm needy. I'm broken. Cutting breaks through my numbness, but only opens more wounds. Depression, bullying, self-harm...that's my reality. Sex and guys...my escape. The space between the truth and lies is blurred leaving me torn, lost and confused. And while the monsters that live in my head try to beat me--the two men that I love try to save me. This is my story of friendship, heartache and the grueling journey that is mental-illness.
Sometimes you have to get lost in order to be found... I'm needy. I'm broken. Cutting breaks through my numbness, but only opens more wounds. Depressi...
Eighteen year old Nicole Harrison spent her high school years devoted to academics and dance leaving little time for a life, let alone a boyfriend. After years of dreaming, she boldly leaves her world behind in order to expand her dancing abilities and horizon in Okinawa, Japan. After a bad break-up that left him reeling, American born Jonathan Hayes has immersed himself in a playboy lifestyle in his mother's home country of Japan. That is, until the night he sees the beautiful and innocent Nicole on the balcony of his neighbor's home. One chance moment and one unexpected girl causes Jonathan...
Eighteen year old Nicole Harrison spent her high school years devoted to academics and dance leaving little time for a life, let alone a boyfriend. Af...
I've colored outside the lines all my life and never regretted it. I cuss, drink, party and revel in being an eccentric, strong woman. Judge me, I don't care. My wild ways have led to lots of gratuitous one night stands and zero meaningful relationships. This never seemed to bother me, until I hit my mid-thirties. I've only ever known no strings attached sex. It's almost as if my entire life has been a series of emotionless foreplay. Now, I feel a tug towards needing and wanting something more. The day forty two year old Remington Reyes walked through the door of my tattoo shop, life as I...
I've colored outside the lines all my life and never regretted it. I cuss, drink, party and revel in being an eccentric, strong woman. Judge me, I don...
I'm dead. I'm cold and alone and I'm dead. There's no air in my lungs. My chest is as cold and hollow as a cave on a snow-capped mountainside. My heart no longer beats there. Frigid winds whistle through my ribs and the sadness inside me weeps like my favorite tree. Days ago, I met with death face to face. The mirror, our meeting place. My two darkened green eyes stared deeply into hers. I tilted my head to the side. She did too. "It's time," I whispered. "It's time," she whispered. And with that I turned away from her, the woman in the mirror who knew all of my secrets and all of my pain. I...
I'm dead. I'm cold and alone and I'm dead. There's no air in my lungs. My chest is as cold and hollow as a cave on a snow-capped mountainside. My hear...