That same piercing screech in her voice every time at the hospital. "Do something!" When I slit my wrists. "Help her!" The… — Julie Anne Peters Copy Share Image
My mother read that parents should spend quality time with their children. One way is to sign up for organized activities together.… — Julie Anne Peters Copy Share Image
My room is cleared. My head is cleared. Earlier, around dawn, I took out the last load of trash. I look around… — Julie Anne Peters Copy Share Image
Is that all I am? A friend?" "Of course not," I say. "I love you." "Am I the only one?" she asks.… — Julie Anne Peters Copy Share Image
I don't have alot of people to talk to. Not alot of people are worth my time. — Julie Anne Peters Copy Share Image
And it’s more. It’s about getting past that question of whats wrong with me, to knowing there’s nothing wrong, that you were born this… — Julie Anne Peters Copy Share Image
I'm scared. What will tomorrow bring? It has to be better than today. It has to. — Julie Anne Peters Copy Share Image
“During those times, they'd stand there watching me watching them. I'd pray, please. Put a pillow to my face. Clench a hand around my throat. Stab me. Shoot me. Put me out of everyone's misery. Why did you give birth to such a loser? Why didn't you admit I was hopeless and fat and stop trying to make me fit… — Julie Anne Peters Copy Share
I may be fat and ugly, but I'm not stupid. If anyone had ever gotten past my looks, they might've noticed I have a… — Julie Anne Peters Copy Share Image
Our eyes met across the crowded room, like in the movies, except we didn't share a knowing smile and race into each other's arms.… — Julie Anne Peters Copy Share Image
I want to tell them, "Chip, Kim, there is no way to suicide-proof a person. — Julie Anne Peters Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I felt as if there were no tomorrows, that everything, my whole life, was crammed into one long day. A continuos stretch of… — Julie Anne Peters Copy Share Image
