Cutting pain was a different flavor of hurt. It made it easier not to think about having my body and my family and my life stolen, made it easier not to care... -Wintergirls

Some adults would rather pretend that bad things dont exist than to talk about them.

Oppressive bastards, think they own the place. I told them that karma's going to kick their asses.

I am almost a real girl the entire drive home. I went to a diner. I drank hot chocolate and ate french fries. Talked to a guy for a while. Laughed a couple of times. A little like ice-skating for the first time, wobbly, but I did it.

Can the plural possessive express the feelings in your heart? If you don't learn art now, you will never learn to breathe!

I stuff my mouth with old fabric and scream until there are no sounds left under my skin.

Two days later, two days before Christmas, I am judged fat and sane enough to be kicked out of the hospital. The plan to send me straight back to New Seasons won't work. There is no room at the inn for a leather Lia-skin plumped full of messy things. Not yet. The director promises Dr. Marrigan he'll have a bed for me next week. I'm stable enough to go home until then. They all say I'm stable.