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Hardcover
Published July 3, 2018
“Well, Grey. Hell is other people.”
I fist bumped my reflection which, unsurprisingly, looked ashamed to meet me halfway.
I didn’t want anyone to have any knowledge about me, not without my permission. It was like someone raking their nails against my insides.
The point, Barnem, is that sometimes I feel fine and sometimes I feel broken, less than, possibly dead. Sometimes I hear so many damn voices in my head that I forget what mine sounds like. Sometimes I get so angry that I want to tear my flesh up to let out the pressure. Sometimes I fall so deep into my own head that I don't eat or shower for days.