Everyone still deserves to have their say.
do you fix a wheel that isn't broken, or do you wait until the cart collapses?
You're unwilling to go out on a limb because it just might break underneath you.
That's why we read fiction, isn't it? To remind us that whatever we suffer, we're not the only ones?
[I] don't think I was trying to kill myself. I just wanted to hurt, and understand exactly whay I was hurting. This made sense: you cut, you felt pain, period.
Someone once told me that when you give birth to a daughter, you've just met the person whose hand you'll be holding the day you die.