I never meant to kill myself. I never meant to fade away—to become a shadow of who I once was. I didn’t believe I was dying, and I was convinced I never would. But he did. It was there in his voice, somewhere between the note of threat and terror, as he screamed at me, veins bulging out of his throat. He glared at me, condemning me for everything I’d never done wrong. His eyes burned with rage, and it was almost impossible to see the hurt behind them, and the fear...Jessica had striven her whole life to be perfect. With a Bipolar brother and a father with constant mood swings, she decided at a young age that it was up to she would be the flawless one. And up until one fateful November, she was; she was the model, straight A student, and Varsity tennis player. She thought she was in control. Until she wasn't.