“What if I'm so broken I can never do something as basic as feed myself? Do you realize how twisted that is?… — Amy Reed Copy Share Image
“Before there was Cocaine or vodka or sex or any of that, there was fantasy. There was escape. That was my first… — Amy Reed Copy Share Image
“This is the kind of thing that makes sense to them; this is a language they know. They know what to do… — Amy Reed Copy Share Image
“People don't just let you change identities, not unless there's something in it for them.” — Amy Reed Copy Share Image
“Silence does not mean yes. No can be thought and felt but never said. It can be screamed silently on the inside. It can… — Amy Reed Copy Share Image
“Even though I'm sleeping again, everything still feels a little rickety, like I'm here but not quite here, like I'm just a stand-in for… — Amy Reed Copy Share Image
“And maybe these words have become something more than emails; maybe they are a kind of journal. Writing to you is like writing to… — Amy Reed Copy Share Image
“You never heard me tell you that I want everything, not just the perfect pieces, not just the sparkling, charming snapshots of you. You… — Amy Reed Copy Share Image
“There is a picture of me in their heads, a picture of someone I don't know yet. She is not the chubby girl with… — Amy Reed Copy Share Image
