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386 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 10, 2014
“They say monsters live under our beds. They’re wrong because our mind is where monsters truly reside.”Jessica Alexander has some issues. Jessica is starting her senior year of high school. She doesn’t have any ‘real friends’. She is a cutter. She is also defined as a slut by the majority of the other students. All she wants is to feel loved, connected. Sex is the only way she gets that feeling. Cutting also makes her feel. She feels alive, it gives her control and a different kind of pain to focus on.
“You were beautifully flawed, but perfect to me.”
“I belong to you, Jess. My heart has belonged to you since I scooped you up off the ground over six years ago. That has never changed.”
“Let me go, Jace.”
“I don’t know how.”
“You’ve awakened a part of me that’s been locked away for the past year. I love you and if loving you is wrong, then I don’t ever want to be right.”





Pain, hurt, sad, happy, sex, cutting, mental health, being different, family, friends, soul-mates, other half, marriage, judging, being different, bullying
You are brave. You are strong. You are smart. You are beautiful. You are worth it.
"Second chances are sometimes needed more than once"

















I'm no one. I barely exist.
"Needing someone to love me and want me has always driven me to the brink of madness."
"I'm so very tired of being held prisoner by my own mind."

I hate myself most of all because no matter how strong I try to be, I know the truth. I'm weak. I'm fucking dirty. I'm used up. And no man will ever love me, because I hate me.

Guys want it, and if you don't give it to them, they don't want you. I want him to want me, so sex is necessary. I just want to be loved.
Their weapons aren't illegal, yet they cut me deeper than a blade ever could.

"You're worth more than you think. You just have to believe that; then everyone else will too."
"Jessica, falling in love can't always be a happily ever after or a once in a lifetime kind of story."
"You deserve a man who falls in love with your mind, wants to undress your very conscience, and make love to your every single thought. You deserve a man who wants to see you slowly let down every wall you've ever built up. You deserve a man that will work hard for you until you let him inside your heart."

"I belong to you, Jess. My heart has belonged to you since I scooped you up off the ground over six years ago. That has never changed."

"Let me go, Jace," she says quietly.
"I don't know how."
"Accepting the ugly part of life is just part of living. Pain tells us we are still here; it lets us know we've survived. When you really think about it, pain can free you, because without pain there is no pleasure in anything."
Everyone is struggling with something.

We don't meet people by accident. They're meant to cross out path for a reason.



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Hi, I'm Julia and I have a... Well, I came here for a therapy, so you'd better tell me, what's the diagnosis. I'm here for wondering how on Earth could this book possibly get 4.28 on GR and I'm a confused reader. Two days ago I started reading some book I tried to like in spite of all the bad signs. It tried to be good for me, and for the first time in my life I started wondering whether it could possibly beat #1 in my Top-1 Worst Book Ever. I didn't want anything from it, I didn't expect it to be really good, rather okay-ish. The title was Therapy.
It was so bad that I laughed a lot of times, and I loved that about it. It never gave me any reasons to relate to the characters or to like them, and it made me want to go to the therapy, the real one.
It made me laugh so hard, while I was explaining to my friends what was going on, that I cried, it made me question my life choices.. about picking up NA contemporary books, reminding we could never ever get back together. It made me appreciate other awful books I'd read, showing they hadn't been that bad after all. It was an awful book, and even though it makes me happy as hell that I finally finished it, I'm so glad I read it. I've been on such a terribly unhealthy cycle with choosing books lately. Honestly, I never knew what Santa-Barbara really meant until Therapy. Insta-love and love triangles were all I really knew. The past two days have opened my eyes to me so much. I know I have a really far and tough journey ahead of me with this review, but where I am now is so much closer to being done with it than I could ever imagine. I'm ready. Now, Julia starts to rant.
The sides of his lips curl up and he sticks his hand into his pocket, pulls out a toothpick, and flicks it into his mouth. He starts rolling it back and forth across his lips, chewing on it.
My God.
He rolls his eyes and keeps spinning that damn toothpick back and forth across his lips. It’s incredibly sexy, and I wish he would stop it.
I’ll never look at toothpicks the same way again after Jace. For Halloween, maybe I’ll be a toothpick just to give him the hint that I’d love for him to roll me around in his mouth too.
The oh-so sexy toothpick was in full effect, and he looked nothing like a guy who regretted anything.

“Stop your damn whining and get your little ass over here so I can show you how to do this. Only way to not be out of shape is to get in shape. So shut your trap and let’s start getting you in shape.”
I sigh and roll my eyes. He’s so bossy, so frustrating. In a weird way, I like it. I can’t really explain why just yet, but regardless, I know that I feel stronger just by being in his presence.
“I'm about to make love for the first time in my life. Sex is one thing, but love..”
“I’m going to kiss you like no one has ever kissed you before.”
“I’m going to make love to you like no one else ever has”

“You ain’t getting out of it, darlin’.”
Darlin’? What the hell?
He’s never said that to me before. I think I like it, though. No, I think I love it!





I hate myself most of all because no matter how strong I try to be, I know the truth. I’m weak. I’m fucking dirty. I’m used up. And no man will ever love me, because I hate me.

“Sometimes you just have to accept that some things can’t be fixed, and that it’s not about fixing what’s broken, but about accepting what’s lost.”

I knew you had been with plenty of guys, but that night...that night you looked more innocent and untouched than any girl I’d ever known.